After saying this, the Confucian scholar laughed at himself, now Qi Jingchun's disciples, what is valuable? A room full of Mengxue children is only charged 300 yuan a year, and some children from poor families are just three pieces of bacon.

Qi Jingchun looked at the young man who insisted on his opinion and was unwilling to let go, and asked: "Deep down, you actually don't want to kill him, but the problem is that this person seems to be going to kill you no matter what, so is it to kill him, to do it all, to save his life for the time being, and tomorrow will be tomorrow? Or do you hope to calm things down and turn big things into small things, right?"

The teenager who often listened to the reading seeds next door reciting poems blurted out: "Why did Mr. teach me?"

Qi Jingchun said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, you might as well let go of your right hand and try it first, and then decide if you want to walk around with me." There are some things that I can't escape and I have to give you an explanation. ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and after letting go of the five fingers of his right hand, he found that Fu Nanhua did not move at all, his eyes, hair, and breathing were all still.

After Qi Jingchun ran the big array, the town returned to its end.

Qi Jingchun said softly: "Follow my footsteps and try not to go ten steps away." ”

The middle-aged Confucian with fluttering clothes and an ethereal body took the lead in walking to the end of the alley, followed by Chen Ping'an, during which he glanced down at the palm of his left hand, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the white bones could be seen, but the blood that was visible to the naked eye was no longer flowing.

Qi Jingchun walked in front and asked with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, do you believe it, there are immortals, demons and monsters in this world?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Believe, when I was a child, my mother often told some old stories, to believe that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded, this sentence is said by my mother the most, so I remember very clearly, other water ghosts like the creek that will drag children, and there is a dark official who specializes in trying cases at night in the ancestral hall in the north of the city, and he also said that the door god we posted will actually come to life at night and help us protect the house." I didn't really believe in these things before, but ...... Now, I think it's mostly true. ”

Qi Jingchun said softly: "What she said, some are true and some are false. As for the saying that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil, it is difficult to determine, because for the definition of good and evil, the common people, the emperor and the general, and the immortal family, the three are different, so the conclusions they draw will be very different. ”

Chen Ping'an hid the porcelain piece, quickened his pace, walked side by side with the Confucian scholar, raised his head and asked, "Mr. Qi, can I ask a question?"

Qi Jingchun seemed to see through the young man's thoughts, and said calmly: "This town is the burial place and bones of the last true dragon in the world. There are countless dragons in the world, all believe that this place is the most prosperous, destined to one day 'out of the dragon', in fact, three thousand years, out of the dragon, delayed, but the children born in this town, roots, temperament and chance, is indeed far better than their peers outside, many famous Xianfu Taoist couples in Dongbao Aquarius, the offspring they combined to give birth to, is nothing more than that. Of course, not every kid in the town has amazing talent. ”

Qi Jingchun smiled, and didn't explain in depth about this matter, probably because he was afraid of hurting the child's heart, so he changed the topic, "Almost none of the senior monks who participated in the dragon slaying catastrophe were seriously injured, and many of them settled here, practiced in the grass, and it can be said that they died calmly, and there were Taoist couples who both survived by luck, and there were also Taoist couples who fought side by side, and they formed a good relationship naturally. After more than 3,000 years of multiplication, the town has today's scale, on the territory of the Dali Dynasty, this place was first called Daze Township, and later changed to Longyuan by a saint himself, and then avoided the Yuan character of a certain Dali Emperor, and then modified it......"

The young man who had been holding the words in his stomach finally couldn't help it, and softly interrupted Qi Jingchun's words, his hands clenched into fists, full of longing and expectation, "Sir, in fact, the question I want to ask is my father and mother...... What kind of people are they......"

Qi Jingchun fell into deep thought, "Since that far-away Taoist has already leaked the secret of heaven to you, I can also follow his opening and talk to you about something." In my memory, your father is a simple and gentle person, with mediocre talents, not worthy of being taken out of the town, and naturally became a chicken rib in the eyes of some people, regarded as a loss-making business, maybe in a rage, maybe life is really embarrassing, in short, the porcelain buyers outside the town, they moved on your father's 'natal porcelain', and after that, not only did he have a bad fate, but also affected you and your mother to suffer together. Later, for some reason, he accidentally learned the secret of the natal porcelain, knowing that once he was taken out of the town after being opened in the kiln, he would become a marionette for the rest of his life, so he secretly smashed the natal porcelain that belonged to you, if I remember correctly, it should be a porcelain paperweight. ”

Qi Jingchun said in a deep voice: "You must know that the babies born in the town every year have a code name that is stored in the secret file, and there are special people in the town, who will use unique secret techniques to extract a drop of blood and pour it into the natal porcelain fired in the future, the girl's natal porcelain will be burned for six years, and the boy's will be longer, and the kiln fire will be uninterrupted for a day, and it will continue to burn for nine years." The child's talent, just like the quality of the porcelain in the ordinary kiln, can only be left to fate to see luck, but after the bet, the bid for 'betting on porcelain' is very large. Although your qualifications are also mediocre now, when your father resolutely broke the porcelain paperweight, the anger of the porcelain buyers outside the town can be imagined. ”

"As for your mother, she is a woman of a quiet temperament. ”

When Qi Jingchun said this, he suddenly smiled, "When your mother married your father, many peers in the town were very depressed. But to be honest, it would be difficult for me to tell me the details of your father's life when I was alive, and after I came here, I had a lot to do besides teaching. ”

The young man snorted, turned his head slightly, and wiped his face with his hand, the young man probably forgot the bad situation of his left hand, his face was covered with blood, and he was really reluctant to wipe it with his sleeve.

The two passed through the twelve-foot archway building.

Qi Jingchun didn't look at him, and opened the skylight with the young man to say bright words, "When the true dragon fell here, the four saints appeared in person and made a contract here, stipulating that every sixty years, another person will sit here to help take care of the remnants of the true dragon's death...... But to tell you these ulterior motives is to harm you. Generally speaking, the people of the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, plus a soldier, the Quartet are the mainstay, and the rest of the Dongbao Aquarius Continent's Hundred Schools, Dongtian Blessed Land, Immortal Family, Wealthy Clan, etc., all have a certain share and opportunity to share the benefits here. It is ridiculous to say that whether there is a quota for 'buying porcelain' within a hundred years has almost become a symbol that defines whether a sect or family has a first-class status. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't understand what Mr. said, but I wrote it down." But today I know that my father and mother are good people, and I am content. ”

Qi Jingchun said with a smile: "I don't expect you to understand it at the moment, it's just some foreshadowing, otherwise if you simply persuade you not to kill Fu Nanhua, you will definitely not listen." The reason why I want you not to kill people is not that I Qi Jingchun hurt him, what is the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, and it is not that I am grateful for the hope that he Nanhua and Lao Longcheng will be grateful for this, and I will want some benefits in the future, not like this. In fact, on the contrary, my Confucian disciple, advocating entry into the WTO, is the most resistant to the unscrupulousness of people in practice, and the two sides have been fighting openly and secretly for countless years, if I Qi Jingchun is the age when I just went to the Mountain Cliff Academy to study, then Liu Zhimao, the true monarch of the Jiejiang River, or Fu Nanhua, the young city lord of the old Dragon City, where is there still a chance to survive now, I would have been beaten to ashes with a palm. ”

The young man found that Mr. Qi at this time, although his tone of voice was still gentle, and his walking posture was also elegant, he gave people the feeling that they were like two people.

It's like the old man Yao drank wine and drank high, saying that the porcelain we burned was for the emperor, who can compare?

When Mr. Qi said that he slapped others to ashes, he was just like Old Man Yao at that time, his tone was different, but his expression was exactly the same.

Qi Jingchun frowned, and looked up at the side of Mud Bottle Alley, as if listening to others, although he did not show an expression of boredom, but the displeasure in his eyes was not hidden.

Finally, he said coldly: "Leave quickly!"

Chen Ping'an looked dazed.

Qi Jingchun explained: "It's the storyteller, whose real name is Liu Zhimao, and the Taoist name is Jiejiang Zhenjun, who is actually a Taoist in the side door, with acceptable cultivation and poor conduct, Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua have grievances with you, most of them are making waves, and finally in your heart, he planted a crooked talisman, which is a four-character mantra, and the four words of 'bent on death' are secretly engraved in your heart, and the means are extremely vicious." ”

Chen Ping'an silently remembered the name Liu Zhimao.

Qi Jingchun sighed and asked, "You're not curious, why didn't I make a move?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

Qi Jingchun said to himself: "This world is like the old porcelain that has been exposed to the wind and the sun for three thousand years, it is about to be shattered, you are outsiders after all, and there is a large array of support, how to act, as long as it is not too excessive, it is far from breaking the porcelain, but I am the one who holds the porcelain, any action I make, will involve the cracks of this porcelain, in fact, no matter what I do, it will only increase and spread those lines." If it's just broken porcelain, that's it, but the fate of the five or six thousand people in this town in this life and the next life is in my hands, how can I take it lightly?"

It's just that these words that have been accumulated for many years and do not vomit unpleasant words, Mr. Qi spoke too quietly, and Chen Ping'an couldn't hear clearly when he pricked up his ears.

Qi Jingchun looked at the young man who wiped his face with his right hand from time to time, the two had already walked to the vicinity of the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane, where a woman was bending down to draw water, Qi Jingchun asked: "If a stranger falls into the well, if you save someone, you will die, can you save it?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked rhetorically, "I want to know, can I really save that person?"

Qi Jingchun didn't answer the young man's question, but just smiled: "Remember, the gentleman doesn't save it." ”

The young man was stunned and wondered, "Gentleman?"

Qi Jingchun hesitated, squatted down, first helped the straw sandals boy straighten his clothes, and then wiped the blood stains with his hands, and said softly: "When you encounter misfortune, you must have compassion first, but the gentleman is not a pedantic person, he can go to the well to save people, but he will definitely not let himself be killed." ”

It seems that I was aroused by this question.

The boy asked earnestly, "Sir, can I live now?" and if so, how long will I live?"

Qi Jingchun thought about it carefully, slowly stood up, and said categorically: "If you are not afraid of the bumpy road ahead and endure great hardships, you will definitely be able to live." ”

The young man suddenly smiled brightly, and said righteously: "I'm not afraid of hardship!"

Qi Jingchun thought about this journey, and the young man's calmness was relieved, "Let's go, take you to a place." Although I, Qi Jingchun, can't help you with anything, but the matter has come to this point, letting you survive this catastrophe is by no means a violation of the rules, in fact, I should have compensated you for a chance. ”

The boy was ignorant.

The two came to the old locust tree, for some reason, there was silence inside and outside the town, only this old locust seemed to be the only exception, the leaves swayed slightly, swaying.

After Qi Jingchun stood still, his face was solemn, and after making a gesture, he raised his head and asked, "Can Qi Jingchun ask you for a locust leaf, so that the young man can leave the town safely and securely in the future, at least for three years, without the catastrophe that comes from the counterattack?"

The thousand-year-old acacia is silent.

Qi Jingchun asked again: "Qi Jingchun has been sitting here for fifty-nine years, and he has no merit and hard work, can't he still ask for an ancestral locust leaf? Not to mention that the young man is from your small town, you sages, why are you so stingy?"

Lao Huai still has no echo.

The silence of the moment is like a silent mockery.

You Qi Jingchun has great powers, but in the end, you are one of the people in this heavenly circle, and you are the poor person who presides over the hub of the big array, we just don't want to give this incense in vain, what can we do?

Qi Jingchun's face was cloudy, and in the end, he could only sigh and look down, full of guilt.

The young man grinned, and in turn comforted: "Daoist Lu said that as long as I go to the south of the town and find a blacksmith surnamed Ruan, and be his apprentice, there is hope of survival, Mr. Qi, without this...... Huai Ye, I believe there is no problem!"

Qi Jingchun smiled and asked, "Honestly?"

The young man scratched his head and said shyly, "Fake." ”

Qi Jingchun smiled knowingly.

Suddenly.

A green and fresh locust leaf falls from the very high canopy.

The boy just stretched out his palm, and the leaves fell on his palm.

On the leaves, there is a golden lettering, which flashes away.

Qi Jingchun was a little stunned, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "This word is Yao, Chen Ping'an, are you willing to repay the favor of the Yao family, no matter life or death? So you have to think clearly!"

The young man asked, "Is it Master Yao's Yao character?"

Qi Jingchun nodded, "Exactly." ”

The young man folded his hands, gently clamped the acacia leaf in the palm of his hand, raised his head and said loudly: "As long as I live for one day, as long as it is a person surnamed Yao who is related to you, just like Mr. Qi said before, even if he falls into the well, even if he saves people, he will die, but I Chen Ping'an will save him!"

Heaven is silent.

Qi Jingchun smiled: "Let's go." ”

When he left with the young man, he quietly turned his head and looked at the highest part of the locust tree, Qi Jingchun sneered.

"The surname Chen" is not nothing, in fact, there are more than one or two, but in the end, knowing that this place is about to collapse, he would rather find another host, even if he is not surnamed Chen, it doesn't matter, he still has no incense ancestral shade, and is willing to be optimistic about the straw sandal boy in Mud Bottle Lane.

Qi Jingchun turned his head, touched the young man's head, and quipped: "If it were Song Jixin, Zhao Xuan, and Gu Cang, who made such a grand wish like you did before, maybe it would resonate with heaven and earth." ”

The young man smiled brightly, "Then I don't care, I just do my own thing." ”

Qi Jingchun asked again, "Is it the truth this time?"

The boy smiled, "Yes!"