Sword comes

Cai Jinjian was walking backwards at the time, but when she stepped on that foot, she already realized that something was wrong.

The thing that is more intolerable than stepping on dog shit is, of course, stepping on it, and as a result, it is seen by others, and what is more tragic than this is undoubtedly the person who saw it and told you that you really stepped on the dog. shit.

Cai Jinjian is not a woman with a shallow heart, nor is she a delicate daughter who can't bear hardships. As one of the many descendants of the Mountain Master of Yunxia Mountain, she can stand out and win the final spot, which can explain the problem.Yunxia Mountain has a total of [-] peaks, smoky all year round, and the rich cloud root stone is an important material for the Taoist Dan Ding Sect to refine the outer alchemy.Therefore, people on Yunxia Mountain must pay attention to cleanliness and elegance, and most of them have a cleanliness addiction, and Cai Jinjian is no exception.If it weren't for the small town's involvement, Cai Jinjian would never set foot in the town in her life, let alone let her walk in the mud bottle alley full of chicken dung and dog shit. The most embarrassing thing is that after coming here, they were originally high above The immortals are like small fish thrown ashore, suddenly losing all their support, occupying a family in a certain paradise, a family who moved mountains and seas, and conquered the wind and the sky, and conquered demons and demons. , The mysterious magic weapon of edict the gods and control the ghosts, all are gone.

Then, there is the scene of Cai Jinjian stepping on shit.

Fu Nanhua originally thought it was interesting. Fairy Cai from Yunxia Mountain, who was spotless, had stinky shit with sticky boots. Who would dare to believe it?

But the next moment, Fu Nanhua shouted in a deep voice, "Cai Jinjian, stop!"

Song Jixin, who was standing on the mud wall, narrowed his pupils, and clenched the dragon-carved green pendant in his palm.

In the alley, Cai Jinjian seemed to step in front of Chen Ping'an in one step. Her slender hand, which was as crystal clear as suet and jade, slammed on the straw-shoe boy's Tianling cover. The moment Fu Nanhua blocked her voice, she suddenly stopped. She stopped her palm, finally lifted it gently, and patted it softly. After doing this intimacy, as if the elders were pampering the younger, she bent down and stared into the young man's eyes, like a crystal clear spring, Cai Jinjian almost She was able to see her face from there, but it was a pity that she was in a very bad mood at the moment. She smiled and said, "Little guy, I know you deliberately slowed down when you were talking."

Fu Nanhua breathed a sigh of relief. If Cai Jinjian really dared to kill someone here, he would most likely be expelled from the town, and the entire Yunxia Mountain would become a big laughing stock.

His face was gloomy, and he reminded her in orthodox Yayan Mandarin: "Cai Jinjian, please think twice before you act. If you are still so impulsive next, I think it is necessary to give up the covenant. I don't want to be beaten by you."

Cai Jinjian, who had his back to the young master of the Old Dragon City, whispered and quickly said: "The highest grade sees the Buddha quickly, the lower grade sees the Buddha late... There is really a pure land, there is really a lotus pond..."

She quickly turned her head and smiled apologetically at Fu Nanhua, "It was me who lost my temper. I promise, nothing like this will happen in the future."

Fu Nanhua sneered, "Are you sure?"

Cai Jinjian laughed it off, didn't make any promises to Fu Nanhua, looked down at the straw-shoe boy again, and said to himself in Mandarin and elegant words that prevailed in one continent: "My Yunxia Mountain originated from one of the five Buddhist sects, and it is most about subduing the mind and tying the mind. Horses, but before I came here, I couldn't even figure out what the horses were. The elders of the family never wanted to help them. They just let me explore on my own. Shit, but let me notice a clue..."

Chen Ping'an reminded: "This sister, it's been a long time since you stepped on the shit, why don't you just scrape it off?"

The immortal woman originally felt that she had entered a state of mind of a Buddhist pure land. After hearing the words, she suddenly broke her power and fell back to the world, her face was ashen, but Fu Nanhua's warning was still echoing in her ears, so she could only vent her anger and stretch out A finger placed a finger on the straw sandal boy's forehead, and she poked it hard. She glared and said, "When you were young, didn't anyone teach you that a perverse temperament is a sign of premature death, and acrid is a person who cuts blessings?!"

Chen Ping'an was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, didn't care, just looked at Song Jixin not far away, and didn't speak.

The latter jumped and scolded: "Chen Pingan, look at what I'm doing, it's really bad luck!"

Fu Nanhua was surprised to find that he had not stepped into Song Jixin's yard, so he was a little displeased, and did not hide his sarcasm: "Cai Jinjian! It's really interesting, there are still people in the world who delay the avenue of longevity for a piece of shit. footsteps."

For the first time, Cai Jinjian didn't get annoyed, she took a deep look at the thin and thin young man who was not amazing, and she turned around and left.

Suddenly, the young man behind him said in a loud voice, "Sister, your eyelashes are very long."

Even the most vulgar worldly ants dare to tease the goddess of the fairy family?

Cai Jinjian was furious and turned his head suddenly.

He made up his mind, even if he lost some stamina, he would teach a lesson to this humble villager who looks simple and honest but is actually cunning. Although Cai Jinjian and the others entered this place, if prisoners were detained in a cage, their hands were tied, and they ran into walls everywhere, all the magic tools were temporarily out of control. , but the benefits of practicing since childhood, such as being able to feed the body after entering the room, seems to be tempering the muscles and bones all the time, although the effect is not significant, far less than the martial arts people who focus on this way, but with this foundation, deal with A young man who was crawling and rolling in the mud of the market, he could easily move his hands and feet on some important acupoints with a palm, so that the root of the disease could be planted, and his longevity would be shattered easily.

But in the slightly dark alley, she only saw a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.

The moon is born on the sea.

Cai Jinjian's eyes lit up at first, and then some women's natural pity appeared. In the end, the pity faded little by little in her phoenix eyes, and she smiled more and more brightly, and suddenly realized.

It is an opportunity to cut off the demons.

It is necessary to know that the Yunxia Mountain lineage, which is close to Buddha and far away, has always advocated a point of view since the originator of the mountain, Yunxia Laoxian: every time the origin and the extinction, it is a calamity.

Of course, there are no theorems and numbers for this method of overcoming calamity, and everything needs to be solved by the authorities themselves.

Such as the current Cai Jinjian.

She felt that she had found a madman who needed to be suppressed and subdued, and it was the seemingly innocent boy who was actually a hindrance.

So she raised a palm again, covered the boy's heart, and pressed it lightly.All these actions are like running clouds and flowing water, as fast as thunder.Even if the young man consciously retreats half a step, he is still no match for the tall slender woman's shot.

Fu Nanhua stared at the seductive graceful back, not only did not have the slightest ripples in his heart, but the murderous intent was surging, almost condensed into a heart of stone, he deliberately concealed his murderous intention, deliberately shouted angrily: "Before you fingered Flicking the young man's forehead will make him suffer from illness for many years. This punishment is enough! Why do you want it, Cai Jinjian, are you crazy? Do you really want to ignore the chance of the road for the sake of a bastard? !"

Cai Jinjian turned a deaf ear, Fu Nanhua lowered his voice, restored the graceful bearing of the children of the aristocratic family, and said with a tsk tsk smile: "Dangtang Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian, who cares about a young man in the market, is not ashamed to spread it out?"

Cai Jinjian turned around and said with a smile, "This alley is really related to me. I don't think it will give me a chance. Although it's not big, mosquito meat is also meat. It's a good sign. Charming young man, more confident!"

Fu Nanhua was stunned.

Could it be that this girl really had an epiphany?

Cai Jinjian raised one foot, saw the unsightly disgusting filth, and said with a smile: "It's really bad luck."

Song Jixin's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he could not see the change in his mind.

The servant girl Zhigui, who was not paying attention, stood there, silent, and at a certain moment, two pairs of pale golden pupils appeared in her eyes, a pair of pupils.

Fu Nanhua felt a vague feeling in his heart, suddenly turned his head, looked around quickly, didn't notice the slightest difference, and finally looked up and down the girl's maid, there was nothing wrong, he had no choice but to take this discomfort as Cai Jinjian's. What he did, aroused the gaze of the sage in the small town.

Cai Jinjian was in a good mood. She had accumulated a lot of stagnant thoughts before, and the flood was like a flood.

More than just a small chance?

  If it weren't for Yunxia Mountain, which is hollow inside, it really needs a "immortal weapon" of sufficient weight to suppress the continuous leakage of the mountain's luck, and she also needs to use this to establish her position as the next mountain lord, otherwise If that is the case, Cai Jinjian can't wait to leave this place immediately and go back to Yunxia Mountain to retreat for ten or twenty years.

Cai Jinjian walked towards the poor alley maid in Fu Nanhua.

The teenager behind him asked, "Did you do something to me?"

Cai Jinjian didn't look back, "Little guy, you think too much."

The boy fell silent.

Cai Jinjian looked back and smiled, "You will die in half a year at most."

The young man was stunned.

She smiled softly: "I really believe it, my sister lied to you!"

Chen Pingan grinned.

Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, the immortal man and woman, had an idea in their hearts almost at the same time.

The frog at the bottom of the well, the ants under the mountain.

Song Jixin, who was squatting on the wall to watch the play, rubbed his temples with both hands, and his face was extremely serious.

Even though Zhigui had already taken the eccentric older sister to find Gu Can, the slug, and the young guy who would spend a lot of money and take advantage of him if he didn't agree, also walked into his yard.

The thoughtful Song Jixin was still squatting there in a daze. In the sight of the emperor's outstanding young man, there was a thin young man who stood in the mud bottle alley and watched the tall woman's back for a while. The courtyard gate, but the Chai Gate has not been opened for a long time.

Song Jixin disliked this feeling very much. There is a guy who usually doesn't show the mountains and waters, but at certain times, he is like a stone in a ditch.

So much so that the young man couldn't hear what Fu Nanhua said behind him.

The old young master of Longcheng had to repeat, "Song Jixin, do you know that there is a kind of person in this world who is very different from you?"

Song Jixin finally regained his senses, turned around and continued to squat, looking down at Fu Nanhua, who was tall and elegant and dressed in brocade, and said plainly, "I know."

Fu Nanhua had to forcibly swallow the words that had already reached his mouth, but he was still a little unwilling, and asked with a smile, "Do you really know?"

The young town boy with a mysterious background, with indifferent eyes, sneered: "Are you trying to say that they are alive and dead, flesh and bones, long-term vision, boundless Taoism?!"

Fu Nanhua nodded, and said gratifiedly, "We can be regarded as half fellow Taoists." Song Jixin glanced at the gate of the next courtyard out of the corner of his eye, a little absent-minded and inappropriate.

Fu Nanhua said frankly and honestly: "Then I'll open the skylight and say something bright. No matter what you have, as long as you're willing to ask for a price, I'll buy it too!"

Song Jixin wondered: "I can see that between you and that woman, your family status is higher than that. Since she can treat the guy next door like that, why are you willing to treat me like this..."

Fu Nanhua took the initiative to take the words, "Sit on an equal footing?"

Song Jixin nodded and praised: "You are very good, and it is not difficult to talk to you."

Fu Nanhua didn't care about the boy's condescension, whether it was his position or the arrogant tone of his speech.

Contrary to Cai Jinjian's view of the straw-shoe boy as a humble ant, Fu Nanhua not only felt close to Song Jixin, but was always in awe of the mud bottle alley, and he couldn't tell the truth.

Therefore, Fu Nanhua really regarded the young man in front of him as a fellow man.

On this avenue, the more you move forward, the status, the difference between men and women, and the age are all illusory and meaningless.

Song Jixin jumped off the courtyard wall and whispered, "Go to the room and talk."

Fu Nanhua nodded and said, "Okay."

When Song Jixin stepped into the threshold, he asked casually, "Just ask, what is your relationship with that sister who looks like a good child?"

Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "For the time being, it's a group, but not the same people."

Song Jixin snorted and said some inexplicable words, "Then you are too sloppy in doing things, and it is not easy at all. I have heard that the world outside is full of immortals and monsters, but as long as you are practicing people, there are Shouldn’t the grievance and grievance be eradicating the roots and never having future troubles?”

The eldest son of the Fu family, after all, is a descendant of the Xian family who grew up in Old Dragon City.

He smiled and asked, "Do you have any grudges between you?"

The boy opened his eyes wide and pretended to be surprised: "What are you talking about?"

It seems that he found that the man in front of him didn't believe it at all, so Song Jixin restrained the pompous expression on his face, took the lead in taking a seat on the chair in the lobby, stretched out his hand to motion for Fu Nanhua to sit down too, and said earnestly, "My neighbor and I are very young and have no parents. Chen Pingan, after being a neighbor for so many years, I have never quarreled, believe it or not."

Fu Nanhua instantly understood what the boy meant.

The boy next door is helpless and has no roots.

If he died, he died, and no one would pursue this matter.

The young master of the old dragon city was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that the disturbance in this alley was absurd and funny.

The poor boy next door, it can be said that it was precisely for the purpose of deliberately concealing the addresses of Song Jixin's master and servant, which caused a catastrophe and would be killed.

Precisely just now, this young man from the Song family who seems to be born in Zhongming Dingshi's family wants to use a knife to kill people, causing them to die.

One knife is not enough, another knife.

Fu Nanhua couldn't help but sigh with emotion. No wonder there is something in "The Son of the Dead": The son of the tiger and leopard, although unwritten, has the aura of eating cattle.

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In the courtyard of Gu Can's house, the child had been locked in the inner room by his mother, and the woman sat opposite the old man who called himself "True Monarch".

The old man put away the palm lines and crisscrossed palms, and said with a smile, "The overall situation has been decided."

The woman wondered: "Dare to ask what Immortal Master did just now to make that Chen Ping'an..."

Having said that, she found that the old man's eyes suddenly burst into sharpness, and she was so frightened that she quickly shut up.

The old man looked towards the courtyard gate, gently flicking his sleeves, bringing a breeze, spinning in the small courtyard, wandering unsteadily, the old man said: "As a person of my identity, when I set foot in this place, the more deeply I get stuck in the mud. The helpless situation of the Bodhisattva crossing the river, although it is impossible to say that it is impossible for him to protect himself, but the longer the time, the more... Well, as the young man Song Jixin said, it is called sloppy water, and he can only mix with the end of the karma. It's good that that person is angry, and even if he has already made a big step back, he is still unable to guarantee the end of the festival. It is a pity that the situation that was originally expected to enjoy the incense of Qianqiu has turned sharply and is terrible... Take advantage of this If you have a chance, I will be able to make some plans for your son, and see if I can end the life of that young man, and cut off the follow-up of some saints and immortals in the future, so as to avoid the worries of reckoning in the autumn, so that my new disciple can be saved in the future. In the future, on the road to immortality, relying on the wind and thunder, I will eventually transform into a dragon..."

The woman sat on the side, on and off, sweating profusely.

The old man asked with a smile, "Isn't it strange that he is clearly someone from outside the world who eats and drinks dew and doesn't pay attention to common things? This ignorant village woman with shallow eyes is not much better?"

The woman hurriedly lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Don't dare to think like this!"

The old man smiled and waited quietly for Yunxia Mountain Cai Jinjian to knock on the door.

On the road of cultivation, there are boundless techniques and infinite supernatural powers.Reason has size, Tao has high and low.

Cai Jinjian regards you as ants, so why doesn't this real monarch regard her and Fu Nanhua as ants?

How reasonable is it to talk to the ants under your feet?