Sword comes

The town seems to have encountered a rare day of the tengu eclipse, and all of a sudden it is pitch black, and everyone can't see their fingers.

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 the dark, it was particularly harsh. This undoubtedly deepened the speculation of ordinary people in the town, thinking of the previous ones. The ox-carriage and horse-drawn carriage carrying the children of the big families, the common people in the alleys of the market are in a panic.

Inside the high gate and wall of the four surnames and ten clans, without exception, whenever servants and maids want to make their own decisions and hang up lanterns, they will soon be reprimanded. He dropped those lanterns, trampled them to pieces, his face was hideous, and he stared at those people who were originally well-intentioned.

On the blacksmith's side, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao are sitting at the mouth of the well for lunch. After dark, although Chen Ping'an is strange, it doesn't delay him. The fat braised pork with the length and width of the index finger, plus a spoonful of oil and water, is enough for rice, but there is only one piece of meat. Chen Ping'an is probably the amount of rice for two large bowls of rice. With soup, the first bowl is usually only eating without moving the meat. At the end of the meal, the piece of braised pork will slip from the top of the bowl to the bottom of the bowl, and then run to the second bowl of rice, which is solved neatly. that meat.

Every time Ning Yao saw Chen Ping'an eating that meal, he wanted to laugh.

Ruan Xiu would not be like Ning Yao. The girl in Tsing Yi looked at Chen Ping'an, as if there were four big characters written in it.

At this moment, Chen Pingan was holding an empty large white bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He tried his best to look around, but he could only vaguely see the scene within a distance of two or three meters.

In the past two days, in addition to making cows and horses for Master Ruan's blacksmith shop, Chen Ping'an has to spare three hours to practice piling, one during the day, between noon and late, and two at night, from Hai to Chou.Later, when Chen Ping'an tried to walk the pile, his ten fingers tied the sword to the stove pile, but Chen Ping'an found that this would make him short of breath and make his pace more unsteady, so he gave up decisively. When paying attention, exercising the sword stove to nourish the body, in fact, for Chen Ping'an, it is just to replace the previous porcelain-burning and pulling blanks with the standing sword stove in the mountain-shaking spectrum.

At the time of noon to late hour, Ning Yao would occasionally follow him at first, but after pretending to give pointers a few times, he would no longer appear.Chen Ping'an didn't want to provoke rumors and rumors. During this hour of the day, the fist piles would run along the downstream direction of the creek and run out of the blacksmith's shop for a mile before starting to practice, and then back and forth, about ten miles away.

For Chen Ping'an, this is a new family rule that can't be beaten.

Sitting at the mouth of the well, Ning Yao frowned slightly as she looked at the sky covered with black cloth, which made her lose her "beautiful" impression.

Chen Ping'an asked in a low voice, "Is it related to Mr. Qi?"

Ning Yao didn't intend to tell him the truth, but gave a vague answer, "Since Mr. Qi is the owner of this cave, he 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 schoolboy, 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 that can stretch for thousands of miles. I can't guess, and I'm too lazy to guess."

After saying this, she threw the tableware and chopsticks into Chen Pingan's hands, got up and went to a thatched cottage with yellow mud walls that belonged to her alone. Ning Yao himself was also very surprised why Master Ruan was so polite to him. Master Ruan sees his identity?The possibility is extremely small. After all, the inverted mountain is not located in the East Treasure Pingzhou. Moreover, the inverted mountain is almost unrelated to the outside world. It has a great reputation and very few guests. Besides, the inverted mountain is not sure about its own identity.It's just that Ning Yao has the temperament that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and even if it is not straight, I can cut a straight road with my sword. The first swordsmith Ruan, who is the first swordsman in the dignified East Aquarius Island, showed her kindness, and she smiled generously.

Chen Pingan was holding the bowls and chopsticks. Just as he was about to go to the kitchen, he found someone not far away.

Passing by here is a young man with wide sleeves, more like a scholar than the scholar Chen Songfeng, with an inexplicable feeling, a bit like Mr. Qi, and a bit like the supervisor I met in Niping Lane at that time Master Song.

When the man saw the straw-shoe boy sitting alone in a daze at the well, and he looked at himself, he was slightly surprised, came to the boy's side, smiled warmly and said, "I have something to do with Master Ruan, do you know where he is? "

This time, Chen Ping'an did not deliberately hide from Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua like he was in Mud Bottle Alley, but pointed out the direction to that person directly.

First, Miss Ning told herself that Master Ruan was amazing, and secondly, the man in front of him didn't give Chen Ping'an a gloomy feeling of being a city man.

Chen Pingan asked politely, "Do you need me to lead the way?"

The young man was not in a hurry, looked at Chen Ping'an, smiled and said, "No, it's just a few steps away, no trouble. Thank you."

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile and walked to the stove, while the man walked to a sword casting room in the distance.

After Chen Pingan returned the bowls and chopsticks, he found that the apprentices were gathered in several houses, lighting up oil lamps, and chatting there about why the day and night were reversed. The water in the well fell, so it annoyed the river god, who was in charge of the stream, and a fight between the gods and the gods was dark.There are also people who use the words of the older generation to refute, saying that here, the mountains have been banned by the imperial court, where is the mountain god, and besides, such a big stream, there is absolutely no river god.

Chen Ping'an didn't go to mix, anyway, he was idle anyway, so he used his extraordinary eyesight to go to the bottom of the last well by himself, carrying the earth out of the well.

Once climbed out of the well along the wooden ladder, he happened to see the man returning from the sword-casting room. He also found the figure of the young man. He didn't approach or stop, but just waved goodbye to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an sighed with emotion, no matter whether this person is good or bad, at least he is different from the two mountains of Zhengyang Mountain, Yunxia Mountain, and the two towns of Qingfeng City and Laolong City.

Chen Ping'an was carrying the soil at the wellhead, and after the last trip out of the well, he found Ruan Xiu standing near the reel at the wellhead, with a handkerchief spread out in his palm, full of small cakes, and when Chen Ping'an appeared, Ruan Xiu stretched out to him. Chen Ping'an, who was covered in dirt and had dirty hands, smiled and shook his head. Then Ruan Xiu sat on the wellhead and ate the delicate cakes from the New Year's shop in Qilongxiang. The girl in Tsing Yi quickly immersed herself in it. Full of happiness.

Chen Ping'an continued to carry the soil back and forth. After more than ten times, the ponytail girl had disappeared, but there was a handkerchief and a piece of cake on the well. I had to take off the basket, put it at my feet, sit on the wellhead near the handkerchief, wipe my hands on my clothes, twist the cake with my fingers, and put it in my mouth.

Chen Pingan nodded vigorously, it was really delicious.

After all, he ate a full ten cents. When he thought of this, Chen Ping'an immediately felt that it tasted better.

For the next few hours, the sky was still dark, and there would be a dull sound of drumming from time to time. Apart from that, the town was no different. Master Ruan also made an exception to let the day laborers of his blacksmith shop rest for two days and let them Everyone goes back to their own homes, and there is no need to stay here and wait for "daybreak" to continue working.

Chen Ping'an was also on the list, so he simply returned to the town and went to Liu Xianyang's house. When he didn't find anything missing, he quickly turned off the lights, locked the door, and ran to his house in Mud Bottle Lane.

For some reason, Chen Pingan felt that the town today was lifeless and lifeless.

Chen Ping'an didn't know, when he ran across the corridor bridge.

On the surface of the water under the bridge, there was a tall woman with a swaying robe suspended. Her dress was white, her hair was white, and her bare hands and feet were like suet jade.

She is tilting her head, taking the stream as a mirror, and combing her hair with one hand, no one can see her face clearly.