Sword of Coming

Qiu Long and Liu E were very shocked, because the second shopkeeper of Jianqi Great Wall had never been bullied like this, and it seemed that the second shopkeeper would always be the only one who cheated others.

A child like Taoban protects the business of the liquor store, so that sister Diezhang and the second shopkeeper can earn money every day. This is Taoban's greatest wish now, but Taoban still gave up the opportunity to speak up for justice at this moment, and silently accepted it. Leaving the wine table with the dishes, he couldn't help but look back. The child always felt that the tall young man in the blue shirt was really amazing, and he wanted to become such a person in the future, and he must never become such a person as the second shopkeeper. , Even if I often laugh and talk with people in the wine shop, I have earned so much money every day, and I am famous on the Jianqi Great Wall, but when there are few people, I am like today, full of worries, Not very happy.

Liu Xianyang let go of Chen Pingan, sat beside Chen Pingan who had already given up some bench space, and waved to Taoban: "Then boy, bring another jug ​​of good wine and a wine bowl, and the account will be charged to Chen Pingan's head." superior."

Tao Ban looked at the second shopkeeper, who nodded slightly, and Tao Ban went to pick up a pot of the cheapest Zhuhaidongtian wine. Although I don't really want to become the second shopkeeper, but the business experience of the second shopkeeper, whether selling wine, sitting in the manor, or asking fists and swords, is still the best. Taoban thinks that these things can still be learned, otherwise how can I follow in the future? Feng Kangle robbed his wife.

Chen Pingan still had wine in his wine pot, so he poured a bowl for Liu Xianyang and asked, "Why are you here?"

Liu Xianyang didn't give an answer in a hurry, took a sip of his drink, shivered, and said sadly: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to these so-called fairy wines. I'm a poor man. I only think that glutinous rice wine tastes good for the rest of my life."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Dong Shuijing's glutinous rice wine, actually brought some, but I finished it."

Liu Xianyang threw an elbow on Chen Pingan's shoulder, "Then what are you talking about?"

Chen Pingan rubbed his shoulders and drank by himself.

Liu Xianyang took a big sip of wine, raised the back of his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, raised his thumb, and pointed to the street behind him, "I came here with my classmates for a tour, and on the way here, I realized that the Great Wall of Sword Qi was at war again. It scared me half to death, I was afraid that the masters and masters would be so hot-blooded that they would show the students a few catties of righteousness from their stomachs full of poems and books, and then take us to the top of the city to kill demons. I really want to hide in the Chunfanzhai of the four major private houses in the inverted mountain, concentrate on reading, and then take a few glances from afar at the Yuanchai Mansion, Meihuayuanzi and Shuijing Palace, which are as famous as Chunfanzhai, but the master and classmates are all righteous , I am the best person to save face, my life can be knocked out half, but my face must not be swollen, so I bite the bullet and follow. Of course, I heard a lot of your deeds at Chunfanzhai, This is the most important reason, I have to persuade you, you can't let you torment like this."

Chen Pingan didn't speak, but just drank.

The most nagging person in the world is Liu Xianyang.

Chen Pingan has been teaching for many years.

Back when the three of them got along, it was probably that Liu Xianyang and Gu Can quarreled and scolded each other when they disagreed. Chen Pingan didn't even bother to persuade them to quarrel. It was just that, anyway, one big and one small, the quarrels couldn't go anywhere. Liu Xianyang seemed to never quarrel with others. Lost, because he doesn't care about winning or losing a quarrel at all, he always smiles and laughs happily, Gu Can often says that he has won the quarrel, and scolds all 18 generations of Liu Xianyang's ancestors, but in the end, Gu Can himself is more sympathetic, Just chasing Liu Xianyang and hitting him, when he got angry, Gu Can would copy branches and throw stones, Liu Xianyang would not be angry even if he was accidentally hit by a stone. Gu Can once said that Liu Xianyang is not a good person at all. He is poor and a bachelor. The only thing that is okay is that he doesn't hold grudges, let alone beat people just because of his strength.

At that time, the three people who depended on each other actually had their own way of life, no one had more reason, and there was no clearly visible right or wrong. Liu Xianyang liked to talk about nonsense, and Chen Pingan felt that he didn't understand reason at all. Gu Can thinks that the reason is that if you are strong and have a strong fist, if you have money in your family and many people around you, whoever is right, Liu Xianyang and Chen Pingan are just older than him, and it is hard to say whether they will marry a wife in this life. reason.

But at that time, the three of them always had more happy times, going up trees to dig birds, going down rivers to catch fish, planting rice seedlings and grabbing water together, and picking bean sprouts from the cracks in the grain drying field.

While Liu Xianyang was drinking, Chen Pingan asked, "How is your life studying at the Chen Confucian family?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "What's the matter? I've been here for more than ten years. Can it be worse than being in a small town?"

Liu Xianyang seems not used to this Zhuhaidongtian wine, and more often sips, "So I don't regret leaving the town at all, at most, when I'm bored, I think about the scene in my hometown, the crops, and the messy dragon kiln The residence, the chicken dung and shit in the alley, I thought about it, but I just thought about it casually, and I didn’t feel any more. If it weren’t for some old accounts that had to be settled, and there were still people who wanted to meet, I didn’t think so. I have to go back to Aquarius Continent, what to do when I go back, it’s boring.”

Liu Xianyang shook his head and repeated: "It's really boring."

Chen Pingan suddenly just said a name and stopped talking, "Gu Can."

Liu Xianyang sneered and said: "Little slug has thought of you as his father since childhood, but you really think of yourself as his father. You are sick in your head. If you don't kill, you don't kill. You have a bad conscience. You asked for it, and you will be punished." I said, if you kill me, kill me, and you will bear with me if you feel remorse in your heart. What is going on now? Since you were young, haven’t you been here all the time? You are a gentleman and a sage, and you have learned boxing and Taoism, so you are an immortal on the mountain?"

Liu Xianyang was so annoyed that he slapped Chen Ping'an on the head, "Gu Can? Little slugs don't want to shout anymore?!"

The more Liu Xianyang talked, the more angry he became, and he refused to drink the wine, cursing and saying: "It's just your mother-in-law, who likes to find trouble for nothing. If it were me, Gu Can left the town. With such great ability, what he did is none of my business. I only know the little slug in Mud Bottle Lane. He became the little devil of Shujian Lake, killing innocent people indiscriminately. The worm's ability is the smog in the lake of books and slips. Who will stop this disaster? Did I, Liu Xianyang, kill someone or harm someone? You Chen Ping'an have read a few books, and you must behave with sage morality in everything you do Are you? You were a layman who was not even considered a student of Confucianism. You were so arrogant that Confucian sages and gentlemen would not be able to ascend to the sky one by one? The old ancestor of the Chen clan, why didn't he come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to kill demons seven hundred and eight years earlier? Otherwise, he would have to struggle and suffocate himself to death? I don't understand, how did you become such a Chen? Ping An, I remember when I was a child, you were not like this, you didn’t care about anything, and you didn’t like to say a word, who taught you? Mr. Qi from the school? He’s dead, I can’t talk about him , Besides, the dead are the greatest. Wen Sheng old scholar? Okay, I will scold him later. The Great Sword Immortal? Forget it, it’s too close, I’m afraid he will hit me.”

Chen Pingan finally said, "I have always been the same person I was back then."

Liu Xianyang raised his hand, but Chen Ping subconsciously avoided it.

Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes, raised his wine bowl and took a sip of wine, "Do you know what is the most unimaginable thing for me? It's not that you have today's family background. It looks like a thief is rich, and has become the old man of ours. One of the most promising people among people, because I thought very early on that Chen Ping'an would definitely become rich, very rich, and it's not that you have become such a pitiful situation today, because I I know that you have always been a person who likes to dig into horns."

Liu Xianyang raised the wine bowl, "The most unexpected thing is that you learned to drink and really like drinking."

Liu Xianyang picked up the wine bowl and put it back on the table. He really didn't like drinking, so he sighed, "The little slug has become like this, so what can Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang actually do? Who doesn't have their own life to live. There are so many of us, no matter how hard we try, we just can’t do bad things, it has always been like this, and it will always be like this in the future. Didn’t we survive the poorest years.”

Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to hold Chen Ping'an's head, "You helped the little slug do so many things to make up for its mistakes. It's very good. It can't be better. A fool like you who takes trouble on his own is missing."

Liu Xianyang gently raised his hand, and then slapped it down, "But you are still suffering so badly, it's very bad, it can't be worse. Like me, Liu Xianyang is Liu Xianyang first, and then he is that half-learned scholar, so I just don't want you Become that fool. This kind of selfishness, as long as it doesn’t harm anyone, so don’t be afraid of it.”

Chen Ping said: "I know the truth."

Liu Xianyang smiled bitterly: "It's just that I can't do it, or I don't think I'm doing well enough, right? So it's even more uncomfortable?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "Actually, I have already passed the test of Gu Can. When I saw so many lonely ghosts, I would think of the three of us back then. I couldn't help feeling the same, thinking of Gu Can received such a kick, such a small child, rolled all over the floor in pain, and almost died. She would think that Liu Xianyang was almost beaten to death in Niping Lane, and she would also think that she was almost starved to death. The hundreds of meals in the neighborhood are top-notch, so in Shujian Lake, I just want to do something more. I am not harming anyone. I can also try my best to protect myself. I want to do it in my heart, and I can do a little bit. Why not What to do?"

Liu Xianyang also felt uncomfortable, and said slowly: "If I had known this was the case, I would not have left my hometown. Sure enough, I can't do it without me."

When a person has an ideal, he often needs to leave his hometown.

It is hard to achieve the dream, but it is inevitable to be homesick in the dream.

But for Liu Xianyang, as he said, he doesn't miss his hometown too much, and he doesn't have anything hard to let go of.

At most, he was worried about Chen Pingan and the little slug, but he was far less concerned about the latter than Chen Pingan.

For Liu Xianyang, living a good life is actually the biggest confession to the old Liu family. Every year, toasting to the grave, posting door gods during the Spring Festival, and repairing the ancestral house, Liu Xianyang didn't care much about it when he was young. My heart is very sloppy. Every time I go to the grave in the first month and Qingming, I like to rub some ready-made paper money with Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan also said a few words, and Liu Xianyang pushed back, saying that I belong to the old Liu family. Dumiao, in the future, he can help the old Liu's family grow and spread the branches and leaves, and the incense will continue. The ancestors should be laughing and blossoming underground. How dare you expect him to be a lonely descendant begging for a living? If you really want to bless him Liu Xianyang, and think about the good things of the old Liu family's descendants, then hurry up and make a dream about how many jars of silver are buried in the small town and make a windfall, let alone burn a small pot of paper money. There are several large pots of paper horse paper figurines.

Liu Xianyang's heart has always been very big, to the point where he was almost beaten to death back then, he could make jokes about it himself, even if the little slug can talk about it, it really doesn't matter, the little slug's heart is always better than the eye of a needle Still young. Many people's grudges will eventually become indifferent things one by one, and they will be written off and turned over. However, some people's grudges will stare at the account book with wide eyes all their lives, turning it over and over again when there is nothing to do, and I feel happy from the bottom of my heart, without any discomfort, on the contrary, this is the real fulfillment.

Liu Xianyang said: "As long as you are demanding on yourself, the world will be more and more demanding on you. As time goes on, there will only be more and more idle people who are full and picky on good people. The better the world is, the more gossip will be. Because the world is getting better, you have the strength to gossip, and the world is more and more tolerant of selfish people. The world is really bad, so naturally they all shut up. It’s not easy to eat enough. If you have this spare time to care about other people's good or bad, you don't even care about your own life and death. This makes sense, do you understand?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Liu Xianyang continued: "If you think Shendu is the top priority, and Chen Pingan should become a better person, I don't bother to persuade you. Anyway, if you don't die, you will be successful. So I just ask you to do it. One thing, don't die."

Chen Pingan said: "There are too many accidents, so try your best."

Liu Xianyang frowned, "School Mr. Qi chose you to escort those children to study, Wensheng old scholar chose you as a closed disciple, so many people in Luopo Mountain chose you as the owner of the mountain, Ning Yao I chose you and became a pair of gods and Taoists. No matter how great these reasons are, they are not the reasons for you to die here or in this war. To put it bluntly, no one who chose you wants you to die In the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Who do you think you are? If there is one more Chen Pingan in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you will definitely be able to defend it? If you lose one Chen Pingan, you will definitely not be able to defend it? Is there any reason for Chen Pingan to do more? I don’t know you yet? If you want to do one thing, there will be no reason? You didn’t read the book before, just one set after another, now you read If you read some books, you will definitely be able to deceive yourself and others. Let me ask you one thing, do you think about leaving here alive, and whether everything you do is to leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi alive."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Liu Xianyang asked: "Then there is no more. By gambling luck? Gambling with sword energy to defend the Great Wall, Ning Yao will not die, left and right will not die, and all new friends here will not die? Do you Chen Pingan feel that after leaving your hometown , It went too smoothly, and finally his mother's fortune turned, and he has changed from the worst luck back then to the luckiest one? Have you ever thought that the more you have now, the more you die, the more you die? After the game is over, you are still the poorest wretch?"

Chen Pingan said angrily for the first time: "Then what should I do?! If you were me, what would you do?!"

Liu Xianyang looked calm, and said: "It's simple, tell Ning Yao first, even if the Great Wall of Sword Qi cannot be defended, both of you must survive, in the meantime, you can try your best to do things, and use your sword and punch without losing strength. So I have to ask what is Ning Yao's thinking, is he dragging Chen Pingan to die here together, to be that desperate mandarin duck, or is he hoping that the one who dies will go away, and the one who dies less will make money, or the two will work together , strive for both of them to go away with a clear conscience, willing to think that even if you owe today, you will make up for it in the future. After asking Ning Yao's thoughts clearly, no matter what the temporary answer is, you have to ask the brothers and sisters what they think , What I hope the younger brother will do is to inherit the incense of Wen Sheng's line, or to die vigorously on the battlefield as a disciple of Wen Sheng's line. Immortal Chen Qingdu, if I, Chen Pingan, want to live, will I stop it, if not, can I help you a little bit. Face is nothing when life and death are such a big deal."

Liu Xianyang pushed his wine bowl to Chen Pingan, and said, "Have you forgotten, the three of us were in our hometown back then, who was qualified to ask for some face? Ask someone, will others give it to you? If you ask, it will be useful, we Who would think this is a thing? The little slug begs not to insult his mother. If he begs, it will be done. Do you think how many times the little slug could kowtow? If you kneel on the ground and kowtow, you can learn how to burn porcelain Will you kowtow? If I kowtow and knock one head into two big ones, I will be rich and be a master. Do you think I won’t knock the ground out of a big hole? What, Now that I can get away with it, that poor bastard in Niping Lane has become the young owner of Lost Mountain and the second innkeeper of Jianqi Great Wall, but he is desperate for face? I can't afford this kind of drink. I, Liu Xianyang, read it There are a lot of books, but I still don’t feel ashamed, I am ashamed of myself, and I can’t compare with Chen Ping’an.”

Chen Ping'an looked dazed, stretched out his hand, and pushed the wine bowl back to its original place.

It seems that there is only so much that can be done.

Liu Xianyang reached out and grabbed the white bowl, and threw it on the ground next to it. The white bowl shattered all over the ground, and said with a sneer, "It's safe to be broken. Anyway, I won't die here. When I go back to my hometown, don't worry. I will go to the graves of my uncle and aunt, and I will say, "Your son is a good man, and your daughter-in-law is also good, but she is also dead. Chen Pingan, do you think they will be happy when they hear it?"

Chen Ping's whole body collapsed over there, his heart, fist, and energy were all broken, and he just murmured: "I don't know. Over the years, I have never dreamed of my parents once, not once. "

Liu Xianyang laughed suddenly, turned around and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you say?"

Behind Chen Pingan, there was a woman who rushed here, standing in the small world, silent for a long time, and finally said: "If you want Chen Pingan to die, I will let him die first. Chen Pingan wants to die, I like him, I just want to die." Beat to death."