Tofuku stood alone under the ancient pine. White-haired and green-clothed, holding his breath and concentrating, practicing.

The sky was already dark, and the east was white. The thick morning mist was blown into a thin veil by the cool mountain wind of the early morning, and it swirled in the mountain jungle. Dongfu took a deep breath. Practicing is always a boring thing. Even if the mountains and rivers are beautiful, how can you relieve the worries in your heart?

"Coo---- coo," and there was a chaotic sound of birds overhead. When I looked up, I saw a black thick-billed starling on the branch feeding a bug in its mouth to the little starling's open mouth by the bird's nest.

"Birds and finches still know how to feed, where are my biological parents?"

Dongfu sat down on the mountain stone and played with the transparent jade hanging on his chest. Master Hobo said that one morning eighteen years ago, he picked up a baby that was still sleeping in swaddling clothes in front of Tofukuji Temple. I didn't find a single word of the letter, and in the swaddling clothes, only this piece of blue jade was stuffed.

Since there was jade with him, and he picked it up in front of Tofukuji Temple, Master Baofa named the baby: Yu Dongfu.

Stroking the jade on his chest, Dongfu couldn't blame him for abandoning his biological parents. He was born with a flowing silver thread, white as snow, how could he not be frightened, regarded as a demonic monster, and abandoned into the wilderness?

Fortunately, the master of the treasure law was merciful, and he didn't think it was strange, and adopted him, and Yu Dongfu, a handsome boy with white hair like snow, was left in the world!

It's just that in the future, with only this piece of jade, how can you find that ruthless parent in the vast sea of people? Thinking of this, Dongfu couldn't help but sigh, and unintentionally raised his head suddenly, as if a figure flashed away from among the trees. In this barren mountain range, how can there be people so early? I'm afraid it's the fog drifting in the mountains. I practiced until I was in a trance!

Thinking so crankily, I don't realize that the sky is already bright, the mountain spring is dingdong, and the birds are singing, so a lively and fresh morning!

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Today is a monthly market. Commonly known as: rushing to the street. The town center at the foot of Tofukuji Mountain is bustling with activity. Incense lamps and candles, snacks and snacks, paper fans, sachets, satin cloths...... The whole nine yards. It is rare to have a lively place in the poor countryside, and for a time the villagers help the old and the young, one after another, and the people in the market are noisy, and the sound of selling is endless.

Master Baofa ordered Dongfu to go to the market early to buy some affordable lamp oil, incense and candles to bring back to the temple for later use. Bao Ding, the son of the blacksmith in Ninghai Village next to the temple, has made an appointment early and is already waiting for Dongfu at the foot of the mountain.

In the bright morning light, Dongfu rushed all the way down the mountain. From afar, I saw Bao Ding guarding the post pavilion, with a cold light shining on his back, and it turned out that he was carrying two big knives to be taken to the market to sell.

Dongfu took a look, although the workmanship of the big knife is rough, but the blade is sharp, the back of the knife is thick, and the material is never adulterated.

Bao Ding proudly waved one of the big knives in his hand and said, "My father has competed in this skill!" Go to the bazaar, find a little to sell, exchange for silver, buy a good satin, and then exchange it for a jade bracelet, you can go to Cuicui's house to propose! ”

Cuicui is the daughter of the sister-in-law, her father died early, and the two sister-in-law depended on each other, born delicate and well-behaved, Baoding has missed it many times in her dreams!

The two talked and laughed all the way, went to the bazaar to buy lamp oil and incense candles, found a gap among the vendors on the floor, spread a piece of oilcloth, and swung the big knife up, without shouting, waiting for the buyer.

In troubled times, bandits are rampant in the suburbs of the mountains, and there are many jackals and beasts, this big knife is the best tool for self-defense and fighting beasts, and there is no need to worry about not being able to sell it.

After waiting for a cup of tea, a dart came over, tried the blade, and spent twenty taels of silver to buy one.

Bao Ding was overjoyed and took the silver to buy the bracelet, and Dongfu continued to help him guard it.

After about half an hour, three big men came over, and the operator led by him asked, "White-headed boy, how much does this knife sell for?" ”

Dongfu was annoyed that he was rude and pretended not to hear. Another big man stepped forward and shouted, "Boy! Hair growing in your ears? What about you? Looking for death? ”

Dongfu expected that these three people were afraid that they were outsiders, otherwise within a radius of several miles near Dongfu Temple, everyone knew that Master Baofa had adopted a lay disciple Yu Dongfu who was as white as snow.

I don't care about him at the moment. stood up and said leisurely: "This knife is twenty taels of silver."

One of the men picked up the big knife, waved it twice, and said in a rough voice: "The fifth master takes a fancy to your knife, and will give you five taels of silver for his face." Get out of here! ”

Dongfu's heart was on fire, and he said secretly: Bao Ding hit this knife, and the materials were more than five taels of silver. These people are really deceiving people. But thinking of the master's teachings on weekdays, forbearance is the head, and there is no need to provoke right and wrong. He didn't argue with him, but wrapped the knife in a cloth and said, "It's not early, I'm going to hurry, and this knife won't be sold." ”

Ladies and gentlemen, there is a saying: it is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. This evil is coming, even if you have to endure it, you can't bear it.

The man who was the leader of the three men lowered his face and said: "Tyrant Er, this kid doesn't know how powerful, give him some color to see, fortunately, the trees on this piece of land are majestic!" ”

When the big man named Tyrant Er heard this, he laughed darkly, opened his big fan-like hand, and slapped him on the ground. Dongfu turned to one side and flashed this slap. Dahan never expected that the vendor who set up the stall knew some kung fu, and he fell short with one palm, couldn't stop the momentum, his body was crooked, and he almost stumbled.

Dongfu was furious: This big man is really vicious. If it were an ordinary villager, he would have been beaten out by this slap a long time ago, and he would have to be severely disabled if he didn't die.

The tyrannical second man saw that his palm was empty, and his face turned the color of pig liver. I want to do it again. Dongfu said coldly: "If you want to compete, find a free place, don't interfere with the business of my father and fellow villagers." With that, he picked up the wrapped knife and strode out of the crowd of vendors. The second tyrant wanted to keep up, but the man who was called the fifth master stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Leave him alive for a few days, and then slowly settle accounts with him in the future!" ”

Dongfu is worried that if he sells it again, he will cause trouble. So he carried his things, found Baoding, told the reason, and the two returned to Ninghai Village together.

But I didn't know that this time I was selling knives. He has caused trouble.