The town seemed to have encountered a once-in-a-century tengu eclipse day, and all of a sudden it was pitch black, and everyone couldn't see their fingers.

In addition, the statue of the god outside the town is like a firecracker bursting, and the sound is becoming more and more frequent, when the town is silent because of the dark, it is particularly harsh, which undoubtedly deepens the speculation of the ordinary people in the town, thinking of the ox carts and carriages carrying the children of large families before, and the people in the alleys and alleys of the market are panicked one by one.

Within the high gate walls of the four surnames and ten clans, without exception, whenever there are slaves and maids who want to make their own decisions and hang lanterns high, they will soon be scolded loudly, and some of the short-tempered family stewards even slapped off those lanterns on the spot, trampled them to pieces, and their faces were hideous, and they stared at those people who were originally out of good intentions with their eyes as if they were enemies.

Here in the blacksmith shop, Chen Ping'an is sitting at the mouth of the well with Ning Yao for lunch, after dark, although Chen Ping'an is strange, but he does not delay him to bow his head to pick up the rice, the food in the blacksmith shop is quite good, the long and short workers can get a piece of fat braised pork with the length and width of the index finger at each meal, plus a spoonful of oil and water, the rice tube is enough, but there is only one piece of meat, Chen Ping'an is about the amount of two large bowls of rice, so every time he gets a piece of meat from the chef, because of the soup, the first bowl is often only eaten without moving the meat, and at the end, the braised pork will slide from the top of the bowl to the bottom of the bowl a little bit, and then run to serve the second bowl of rice, which is to solve the meat cleanly。

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

Ruan Xiu would not be like Ning Yao, the girl in Tsing Yi looked at Chen Ping'an's gaze, as if there were four big characters written on it, a fellow person.

At this time, Chen Ping'an was holding an empty white bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and he tried his best to look around, but he could only vaguely see the scene within two or three zhang distance.

In the past two days, in addition to making cattle and horses for Master Ruan's blacksmith shop, Chen Ping'an has to spare three hours to practice pile walking, one during the day, two at noon, and two at night. Later, Chen Ping'an tried to walk the pile at the same time, and the ten-finger knot sword furnace pile, but Chen Ping'an found that in this way, he would make his breathing poor, his pace would be more unstable, and he gave up decisively.

At noon, Ning Yao would occasionally follow him at first, and after pretending to point a few times, he would no longer appear. Chen Ping'an didn't want to cause gossip, and during the day, the boxing pile for an hour would run out of the blacksmith shop along the downstream direction of the creek for a mile before starting to practice, and then go back and forth, almost ten miles or so.

For Chen Ping'an, this can be regarded as a new family rule that cannot be shaken.

Sitting at the mouth of the well at this time, Ning Yao looked at the sky covered with black cloth, and her narrow eyebrows, which caused her to lose her "beautiful" impression, wrinkled slightly.

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

Ning Yao didn't intend to tell him the truth, and only gave a vague answer, "Since Mr. Qi is the master of this cave, he should have something to do with him." ”

Chen Ping'an asked again: "According to what Song Jixin and Zhigui said before, Mr. Qi originally planned to leave the town with Zhao Xuan, a scholar from the school, 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, which can stretch for thousands of miles, I can't guess it, and I don't bother to guess it." ”

After saying this, she threw the dishes and chopsticks into Chen Ping'an's hand, and got up and went to a yellow mud wall thatched house that belonged to her, Ning Yao herself was also very curious why Ruan Shi was so polite to this, could it be that Ruan Shi saw his identity? It's just that Ning Yao is natural straight when the boat reaches the bridge, and if it is not straight, I can also use the sword to cut a straight road, and the first sword-casting master of the dignified Dongbao Aquarius Continent Ruan Shi showed her goodwill, and she smiled generously.

Chen Ping'an was holding the dishes and chopsticks, and just wanted to go to the stove room, when he found that someone walked by not far away, it was a young man with wide sleeves, more like a scholar than the scholar Chen Songfeng, and there was a feeling of indescribability, a bit like Mr. Qi, and a bit like the supervisor Song who met in the mud bottle lane at that time.

After the man saw the straw sandals boy sitting alone at the mouth of the well in a daze, and after he looked at himself, he was slightly surprised, came to the young man's side, and said with a warm smile: "I have something to do with Master Ruan, do you know where he is?"

Chen Ping'an did not deliberately hide from Cai Jin Jianfu Nanhua this time as he did in Mud Bottle Lane, but pointed out the direction to that person directly.

First, Miss Ning told herself that Master Ruan was powerful, and secondly, the man in front of her did not give Chen Ping'an a feeling of gloomy city.

Chen Ping'an asked politely, "Do you need me to lead the way?"

The young man didn't rush to leave, looked at Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "No, it's just a few steps away, it's not troublesome." Thank you. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, and walked to the stove room, while the man walked to a sword-forging room in the distance.

After Chen Ping'an returned the dishes and chopsticks, he found that the apprentices of the short-term workers were gathered in several houses, lit oil lamps, and chatted there about why the day and night were reversed. Some people also refuted it with the statements of the older generation, saying that we are here, the mountains have been banned by the imperial court, where did the mountain god come from, besides, such a big stream will definitely not be able to produce the river god.

Chen Ping'an didn't mix, he was idle anyway, so he used his extraordinary eyesight to go to the bottom of the last well alone, carrying a basket and carrying soil out of the well.

Once after climbing out of the wellhead along the wooden ladder, he happened to see the man returning from the sword-casting room, and he also found the figure of the young man, and he did not 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 indeed different from the outsiders in the two mountains of Zhengyang Mountain and Yunxia Mountain, as well as the two cities of Qingfeng City and Old Dragon City.

Chen Ping'an carried the soil at the mouth of the well, and after the last trip out of the well, he found Ruan Xiu standing near the wellhead, with a handkerchief spread out in the palm of his hand, full of small pastries, and when Chen Ping'an appeared, Ruan Xiu stretched out his palm to him, Chen Ping'an, who was covered in dirt and dirty hands, smiled and shook his head, and then Ruan Xiu sat on the well, bowing his head and eating the exquisite pastries of the New Year's shop in Qilong Lane, the girl in Tsing Yi quickly immersed in it, and the whole person was full of happiness and joy.

Chen Ping'an continued to carry the soil back and forth, after more than ten times, the ponytail girl has disappeared, but there is a towel and a piece of cake on the well, which is the most famous peach blossom wine cake in the New Year's shop, Chen Ping'an was stunned, so he had to take off the back basket, put it at his feet, sit on the well near the towel, wiped his hands on his clothes, twisted the pastry with two fingers, and put it in his mouth.

Chen Ping'an nodded vigorously, it was really delicious.

After all, he ate a full ten yuan, and when he thought of this, Chen Ping'an immediately felt that it was even more delicious.

After a few hours, the sky was still dark, and there would be a dull sound of drums in the sky from time to time, but other than that, in fact, the town was no different, and Master Ruan also made an exception to let the short-term workers of his blacksmith shop rest for two days, so that they could go back to their respective homes, and not have to stay here and wait for "dawn" to continue their work.

Chen Ping'an was also among them, so he simply returned to the town and went to Liu Xianyang's house, and after finding nothing missing, he quickly turned off the lights, locked the door again, and ran to his house in Mud Bottle Lane.

For some reason, Chen Ping'an felt that the town was lifeless and lifeless.

Chen Ping'an didn't know that when he ran through the corridor of the covered bridge.

On the water under the bridge, a tall woman in fluttering clothes was suspended, her dress was snow-white, her hair was snow-white, and her bare hands and feet were as skin as mutton fat and jade.

She was tilting her head, using the stream as a mirror, holding her hair with one hand and combing it with the other, and no one could see her face clearly.