Volume 1 The Caged Sparrow Chapter 17 Grievances Sing
Fu Nanhua, the young city lord of the old dragon city, sat opposite the young man surnamed Song at this time, carefully holding the small pot of the bottom mandrill with both hands, and was carefully looking at the bottom notch, as if admiring the graceful body of a beautiful woman in the city. There are always people or things that will make people fall in love at first sight and make their hearts happy. For the discerning Fu Nanhua, this heart-nourishing pot is exactly like this. Although there is only a thin line between picking up leaks and punching holes, Fu Nanhua firmly believes that he is the former this time, and the leaks he picks up are not small. The old dragon city where he is located is among the best among the many sects in the south of Dongbao Aquarius, so Fu Nanhua is a child of the immortal family who has really seen great wealth, which is also the reason why Cai Jinjian showed weakness everywhere before.
Song Jixin yawned, shrank in the chair, changed to a more comfortable position, and asked lazily: "Brother Fu, since the authenticity of the thing has been confirmed, shouldn't we talk about the price?"
Fu Nanhua, who is rarely called a brother, suppressed the faint discomfort in his heart, reluctantly put down the mandrill pot, and said with a smile: "How sincere is it, Brother Song must know it in his heart, otherwise I will never be open and honest, and I will directly say the true value of this pot as soon as I meet, and I will not be so grinding, and it will be so hard to show my ambition for this pot, in order to avoid the two sides asking for money to pay back, wasting time, and hurting the brotherhood." Brother Song, I, Fu Nanhua, have already regarded you as a confidant on the road of cultivation in the future, and at present, you can rest assured that you can do business, whether you can rely on each other in the future, or even entrust life and death, it depends on whether we take the first step today or not. β
Song Jixin stretched out a finger, nodded at the sincere high-crowned son, and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, I am very cheesy, and I smell copper, of course, my friends will recognize it." It's just that when everyone sits down to talk about business, if someone tells me about brotherhood, I will inevitably ask myself in my heart, will such a No. 1 person need him to talk about brotherhood in the future, and he is actually making a small calculation in his heart to do business?"
Fu Nanhua's face turned cold, his body leaned back, leaned back on the chair, and gently tapped the table with one finger, his movements were soft and silent.
Regarding the change in Fu Nanhua's attitude, Song Jixin seemed to be unaware, "Call you Brother Fu, take out this pot and give it to you, it is my sincerity, since everyone wants to make a deal, then simply be neat, Brother Fu, you give the bid, I nodded or shook my head, I will give you two chances to bid, after two times, it is equivalent to not having this store in this village, let you promise to give me Jinshan Yinhai, sorry brother, I won't sell it." β
"The previous jade pendant, which is my meeting gift, is called 'Old Dragon Buyu', which is not a powerful immortal magic weapon, but it can avoid the heat, clear the heart and avoid filth, especially for meditation and meditation. β
Fu Nanhua smiled sincerely, there was no look of arrogance on his face, put an embroidered bag on the table, pushed it to Song Jixin with his palm, and said solemnly: "My bag of copper coins, called offering money, is one of the many incense money in the world, generally enshrined in the statue of the city god temple or Wenchang Pavilion, in the mouth, hidden in the stomach, held in the palm of the hand, all possible, and each has its own attention and function. But these are not the most important, the real key point is that these coins that look like gold are far more valuable than gold 'gold essence', the immortals once said, 'the water is blue or can be harvested, and the gold essence is secret', that is, this thing. This bag of gold essence is used as money to buy a pot, it is difficult to say that it is more than enough, after all, it is a fair price, if you add that old dragon pendant, I Fu Nanhua dare to say Brother Song, you are definitely earning. β
After saying these "heartfelt words", Fu Nanhua waited for a reply.
Song Jixin was silent for a moment, blinked, and asked, "It's over?"
Fu Nanhua smiled bitterly: "It's over." β
The young man suddenly turned his face and slapped it on the table, "The surname is Fu, get out of your uncle! When the young master is a three-year-old child who is so foolish?! Before you enter the town, there will be three bags of copper coins, except for a bag of money to buy roads, and after that, every treasure you get in your hand, no matter how big or small, you will have to give away a bag." A bag of copper coins, at most 30 coins, at least 20 coins, but your shriveled money bag, is there 12 coins in it?
Fu Nanhua, his fingers are heavier, from slow to fast, and he taps the table again and again.
Song Jixin's heart trembled, and he had difficulty breathing for some reason, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot, the young man quickly stretched out a hand and pressed his heart, his heartbeat was as violent as a drum, knock knock, it was like breaking his chest.
Fu Nanhua gradually slowed down the speed of his finger tapping, the young man's face improved, Fu Nanhua smiled and asked: "Since the first time I made a price, I didn't negotiate, then I will open the price again, twenty-four gold essence to support the money, do you sell this mandrill pot?"
Song Jixin, who was sweating profusely, hesitated, seeing that the other party was making a move, and the young man was about to say something to ease the situation, and the young city lord of the old Dragon City, who was used to being held by the stars, had already accelerated the beating speed again, like a sudden summer shower.
Song Jixin pressed his hands on his chest, his handsome face was already distorted, and there was a hint of a cruel smile in his hideousness.
Fu Nanhua almost couldn't help but knock this wolf cub to death, but at the last moment, the great temptation of ascending to the sky step by step and preaching immortality still overpowered personal likes and dislikes, so he stopped his finger movements and let the young man go.
Song Jixin gasped for breath, his eyes were hot, and he smiled hoarsely.
Fu Nanhua was puzzled by this, there seemed to be no hatred in the young man's eyes, Fu Nanhua didn't think this was a thing worth frightening, on the way of cultivation, there were many freaks and strange people, but he asked suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"
Song Jixin's breathing became more and more stable, he leaned back in the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a glittering eye: "I am extremely happy when I think that in the near future, I can also have the ability of you and kill people with a snap of my fingers." β
Fu Nanhua laughed at it, and he deserved to be a fellow practitioner who made him feel sorry for him.
This kind of person, it is best to deal with, as long as you are in a better position than him, it may also be the most difficult to deal with, once he climbs on top of his head.
However, the young city lord of Old Dragon City didn't think that after he successfully intercepted the opportunity here, he would not be as good as a young man who had never been taken out of the town before the age of nine.
Song Jixin glanced at the small pot on the table, half a bag of copper coins, and after raising his head, he said: "Fu Nanhua, I have two conditions, as long as you agree, in addition to selling you a mandrill pot, I will take out an old object that is not lost to it." β
Fu Nanhua suppressed the joy in his heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Let's talk about it." β
Song Jixin didn't sell Guan Zi in circles, and his words were not shocking, "First, I want you to give me three bags of gold essence coins, not two!"
Fu Nanhua said without hesitation: "Yes!"
Song Jixin stared at the other party's eyes.
Fu Nanhua smiled: "Believe it or not. In the meantime, before I go out today, you must take out the thing worth two bags of gold essence and let me see it for myself. β
Song Jixin also nodded: "Of course!"
Fu Nanhua asked, "Then what is the second condition?"
Song Jixin said slowly: "Kill someone for me." β
Fu Nanhua shook his head and said: "Since you even know how many copper coins there are in a bag, you should also know that we're 'strangers' can't kill people here at will, otherwise we will be expelled from the town immediately, and some of the bones may even be cut off. β
The corners of Song Jixin's mouth curled, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, you can wait and see what happens, how about it?"
Fu Nanhua smiled and asked, "I'm curious, who do you want to kill?"
Song Jixin said half-truthfully: "I'm thinking about it too." β
Fu Nanhua picked up the small pot again, felt the delicate texture of the body of the pot, and said casually: "Then I'll wait and see." β
On the other side of the table, the young man subconsciously rubbed his neck, and his face was extremely different.
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Before Zhigui sent Cai Jinjian to the door of the Gu family's courtyard, at that time, Song Jixin's maidservant went shopping by herself, after Cai Jinjian pushed the door in, as if struck by lightning, he stood in place and did not dare to move, looked at the old man sitting on the bench, and asked in a trembling voice: "The predecessor is the Zhenjun of the Jiejiang River who dived in Shujian Lake?"
The old man asked, "How do you recognize the old man?"
Cai Jinjian said respectfully: "The younger generation Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain, ten years ago, once followed his father to Shujian Lake to watch the wonders of the old turtle stele coming out of the water, and I was fortunate to see the demeanor of my predecessors from afar, and my memory is still fresh and unforgettable." β
The old man nodded, "Got it." β
Cai Jinjian's mood was slightly heavy, "Zhenjun, the younger generation wants to ......"
The "Storyteller", known as "Intercepting Jiang Zhenjun", glanced at her and said indifferently: "For the sake of Songxia Ancestor, the old man will not care about your uninvited arrival, and he will not make an example." When you go out of the yard, remember to close the door. β
Cai Jinjian was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "The juniors will retire first." β
She really just left, and she didn't forget to close the door obediently, with gentle movements and no leakage.
In the courtyard, the woman looked at the courtyard gate and asked worriedly, "Immortal Chief, she doesn't seem to be willing to give up, is there any trouble?"
The old man with the honorific title of "True Monarch" sneered: "When you enter the town, you may be in trouble if you exhale and fart, so don't you want a chance for this?"
The woman was speechless.
The old man smiled, "Let me ask you, Gu Shi, if you have a choice, are you willing to let Gu Cang go to Yunxia Mountain to practice, or follow me to Shujian Lake?"
Don't be in a hurry to answer. β
The old man waved his hand, asking the woman not to be in a hurry to express her position, and said slowly: "Yunxia Mountain is the second-rate mountain gate at the bottom of my Dongbao Aquarius, but if you think that this Yunxia Mountain is not worth mentioning, it is a big mistake, the Yungen Stone produced by Yunxia Mountain is a real treasure of heaven and earth, not to mention Dongbao Aquarius, it is the whole world, and there is only this one, so Yunxia Mountain has a transcendent status, and everyone is willing to respect him for three points, especially the Taoist Danding sect's sect Taoism, and Yunxia Mountain is a thousand years of incense, and has a deep relationship. And the old man, who is just one of the monks of Shujian Lake, only occupies an island in the middle of the lake, with only a handful of disciples and less than a hundred slaves. β
The woman Gu smiled, the were half-old, and the charm still existed, "The gap between me and the woman in Yunxia Mountain is the gap between her and the immortal chief, how can I let Gu Cang not live in the blessed land, and follow the woman to the field to shave and eat?"
The old man smiled heartily, suddenly remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "What is the background of that young man?" Gu Shi, you tell me in detail, just in case. β
The woman was stunned, brushed her sideburns and hair, and then said softly: "That poor child's name is Chen Ping'an, his father and mother are people who grew up in the town, his mother and I have a good relationship, the appearance is average, the temperament is really good, I don't seem to have seen her blushing with anyone, her man's appearance, can't be on the stage, and she is really a little unworthy of her, but the porcelain burning skills are good, if you don't die early, maybe you can stay up for twenty years, and you can become the head of the big dragon kiln." As for how he died, some say that it was that rainy night, afraid of breaking the kiln fire, he hurried away, and fell into the stream, and some said that he went to chop wood and burn charcoal, greedy for a small bargain, broke into the mountains forbidden by the imperial court, and gave the beast into the deep mountains and old forests, in short, the body was not found. The man, a few sticks can't beat a fart of the stuffy gourd temper, is good to his own children, every time he goes back to the town to bring some small gifts, small drums, sugar bodhisattvas, old broken porcelain, in general, that family of three, before the man died, was quite stable. β
"After Chen Ping'an's father died, his mother probably had a heart disease, and her spirit soon couldn't hold on, and her body, which was not strong, collapsed, and in less than a year, she fell ill, so thin that she was skinny and skinny, and we old neighbors were panicked when we saw it, and I couldn't recognize it as the handsome woman who was the top water spirit back then. At that time, it was Chen Ping'an's child who took care of her, so big children, buying medicine, cooking medicine, cooking rice and stir-frying, doing everything, the child was too short at the time, and he had to step on the bench to cook vegetables, and in order to save money to buy medicine for her mother, some medicinal materials that were easy to see were found all over the mountains, and if there were more, they were sold to the medicine store. β
"I guess I once ate the wrong herb, and when I returned to Mud Bottle Lane with the basket on my back, the child suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and rolling all over the ground. It scared us to think that this family of three was all gone. At that time, my mother-in-law was still alive, so she said that it was good that the family was gone, so that whoever was left to suffer was gone, and there could be a family reunion in the underworld. Later, the child somehow got better and got through the illness, but the child's mother still couldn't survive that winter. Oh yes, Immortal Master, Chen Ping'an's child was born on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, and the older generation of neighbors in our alley all said that this is the most unlucky day of the year, it is easy to attract dirty things, and it will also affect the family.
So after the child's father and mother left, the family couldn't find a single copper coin, and even those small things sent by his father almost went to other places in the town to find those peers to exchange food ......"
When the woman said this, the old man finally spoke, "The fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month is a bit interesting, let me do the math." β
Five-finger pinching, sleeves have a good fortune.
Seeing the woman in a daze, the old man smiled and said, "You go on." β
The woman sighed, "Thinking of the neighborly relationship for so many years, those of us who live on Mud Bottle Lane, although we don't dare to take Chen Ping'an to our own home, but from time to time to relieve him and send a few bowls of food over, this little thing can still be done." People's hearts are long, to be honest, if it weren't for the child's birthday, it would be really frightening, otherwise no one would not feel sorry for this sensible child. Of course, there is a saying that there are also unkind people in the neighborhood, some guys who can't see the good of others, they like to deliberately abuse the child, so he finally had to become an apprentice potter, you must know that his mother was before she died, but the child promised her that even if she was a beggar in the future, she would never be allowed to go to the dragon kiln to work. So filial piety and obedience to a child, to be able to make him break his oath, is definitely not an ordinary thing. β
The old man asked, "The young man's father, do you know the names and birthdays of the two?"
The woman only said that she knew the name, but no one knew the birth date. The old man said that it was not in the way, and after a while, he sneered: "Carving insect skills, ghost tricks!"
The woman was confused.
The old man explained: " The man died unexpectedly, most of them inadvertently knew the secrets of the town, but unfortunately the luck is far less than your family, and the ancestral shade is not as much as your family, and finally the man secretly broke the natal porcelain bottle for the safety of his son, so that a certain sect outside the town naturally failed, this is a lot of investment, a small potter, where can afford to pay, he has to offset with his life, one life is not enough, just add his daughter-in-law's, it is ridiculous, probably the death of the potter, for some people is too light, too lazy to spend extra energy, so the concealment technique used to hide the world and the sea, it is so simple to perform, it is too inappropriateγ β
The woman's face was gloomy.
The old man pierced the woman's mind at a glance, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, I regret my guilt?"
The woman smiled miserably, "It's guilty, after all, it's the child I watched grow up, there must be, but if you want to say that you regret it, absolutely not!"
The old man nodded, "I can see it." β
The woman said to herself: "If it were Chen Ping'an's mother, in my current position, I believe she would do the same." β
The old man shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. β
The woman exclaimed, "She will!"
The old man was not angry at her rudeness, but sighed: "Pity the hearts of parents in the world." β
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The straw sandals boy sat on the threshold, "Miss Ning, can I ask you something?"
The girl in black sat cross-legged with her back against the wall, her green sheath knife placed horizontally in front of her knee, "Of course." But when it comes to confidentiality and privacy, I don't answer. β
Chen Ping'an asked, "How long do you usually stay here before leaving?"
The girl frowned, "Not necessarily, some people are lucky, they may come back and forth that day, and some people are unlucky, and they will be here for the rest of their lives." If you have to give me an inference, it's okay, but it's not necessarily accurate, you can do it yourself, for example, our group of people, a group of eight people, two groups belong to big dogs, people are stupid and have a lot of money, they don't look like they can come and go in a hurry, how should they stay in the town for a few days, the boy who wears a high crown and a jade pendant, it is estimated that it will be relatively smooth, there is a stupid big man, he is bent on dealing with the well, whether he can succeed, see if God rewards him with this bowl of rice to eat. β
Chen Ping'an asked, "What about another person?"
"Who?"
"It's a tall, young woman. β
"You like her?"
Chen Ping'an at the door smiled, not taking it seriously at all.
The girl in black probably also felt that she had told a joke that was not funny, and her expression became heavy, "I actually heard you chatting with Daochang Lu, and you have a grudge against her, so you want to ...... Revenge?"
She sighed, "I advise you, people like you halfway up the mountain, in the eyes of those people at the top of the mountain, are actually no different from those at the foot of the mountain, not only that people's eyes are above the top, but they are indeed qualified to look down on you, to this point." After the end of the law, not to mention the woman in Yunxia Mountain, it is the child in the big red robe, he punches you in the chest, and you can vomit a big bowl of blood, and in turn, you punch him hard, don't dare to say scratch it, but at most it makes him feel sullen for a while, and he will definitely not hurt his viscera. As for the reason, it's hard to figure out, mainly because I'm not good at it. β
Chen Ping'an turned his back to the room, looked at the door, and said, "I want to know, why did she kill me, we just met for the first time." β
The girl pondered for a long time before she spoke: "She may not be the kind of person who kills innocents indiscriminately, how to say it, on the road of cultivation, trekking through mountains and rivers, wide and narrow, there are Yangguan roads, there are single-plank bridges, walking fast, accidentally stepping on ants, catching a few fish from the river when hungry, the Taoism has a small success, and it is possible to spread it out at will, and kill birds, birds, snakes and rats by mistake." I'm not speaking very well, you understand what I mean, do you?"
Chen Ping'an snorted and said, "I roughly understand." β
Then the boy was a little dull and looked back at the courtyard gate.
In fact, he didn't understand at all, and he didn't understand why those people could be so indifferent to other people's lives.
After a long time, Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, it's better to live here." What is needed, just say. β
"What about you?"
"I know a person, I'll go to live with him in the past two days, you don't have to worry, his name is Liu Xianyang, it's mine...... Friend. Good friends!"
The girl looked at the thin back on the threshold and smiled, "Thank you!"
The boy grinned, scratched his head, and didn't say anything polite. He hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage, turned his head again and said: "Miss Ning, if I can't come back one day, you can hand over my bag of golden copper coins to Liu Xianyang, and let him help me take care of this house in the future, and I don't need to clean it, repair it occasionally, add some new tiles, and don't let it leak rain, and don't collapse the wall, and don't break the courtyard gate too much." It would be best if you could post the door god and the Spring Festival in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve! If you feel that this matter is too troublesome, it doesn't matter if you don't do it. β
When the girl saw Chen Ping'an talking about the door god and the Spring Festival couplets, the young man's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.
Obviously, this orphan of Mud Bottle Lane has been thinking about it for many, many years in the hope that there will be a door god on the door of the house and the word spring on the lintel during the New Year.
How many years after my father and mother died, I thought about how many years.
So when the young man, who had no worries or knots, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, patted his knees, and slowly stood up.
The sheath flying sword resting on the table in the room suddenly hissed.