After Chen Ping'an returned to the courtyard, his eyelids kept jumping, his left eye jumped for wealth, and his right eye jumped for disaster.

So Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold and began to imagine that he was pulling the blank, his hands were hanging in the air, and soon the straw sandals boy entered a state of selflessness. The young man's diligence is one thing, and it is also very important to be able to carry hunger, so Chen Ping'an has developed the habit of pulling blanks whenever he has something on his mind. The matter of burning porcelain is the most providential, because before the kiln is opened, no one knows whether the glaze color and shape of a piece of porcelain are in line with the heart, and can only be left to fate. However, before the kiln, blank pulling is undoubtedly the top priority, but Chen Ping'an was considered by Old Man Yao to have poor qualifications, and he mostly did some physical work to practice mud, so Chen Ping'an could only observe carefully on the side, and then practice mud by himself, pull the blank by himself, and look for the feel.

The sound of the wood door being pushed open in the courtyard next door turned out to be Song Jixin returning from the school with his maidservant Zhigui, a handsome young man who sprinted, easily stepped onto the low wall, squatted down, released his palm, all of them were stones the size of a fingernail, with various colors, such as mutton fat, bean green, white lotus root and so on. This kind of worthless stone, different sizes, can be seen everywhere in the small town stream, among which a kind of bright red stone that is like oozing with chicken blood is the most pleasing, Mr. Qi carved a seal for his disciple Zhao Xuan, Song Jixin felt that he had an eye, and wanted to exchange things with that guy several times, but the other party refused to live or die.

Song Jixin threw out a stone, which was not heavy, and smashed it on Chen Ping'an's chest, who was indifferent.

Lost again, this time it hit the forehead of the straw sandals boy, and Chen Ping'an still did not move.

Song Jixin was not surprised by this, crackling, a handful of seven or eight stones, all fell out one after another, although Song Jixin intended to distract Chen Ping'an, but he still did not directly smash Chen Ping'an's arm and ten fingers, because Song Jixin felt that this was a victory.

After Song Jixin threw the stones, he slapped his palm. Chen Ping'an exhaled a long breath, shook his wrist, ignored Song Jixin at all, thought about it, lowered his head, and held the five fingers of his left hand in the shape of a carving knife.

The skill of jumping knife is not unique among the old potters in the town, but Lao Yaotou's jumping knife technique, no matter who sees it, will stick out his thumb.

Lao Yao Tou accepted a few apprentices, but he was never able to make the old man really satisfied, and when he arrived at Liu Xianyang, he thought that he had found someone who could inherit the mantle. In the past, when Liu Xianyang was practicing, Chen Ping'an would squat aside and stare at it as long as he was fine.

Liu Xianyang has the best face, and he only knows that Chen Ping'an has a tight mouth, so he often uses Lao Yao's secret mantra to deter the latter, such as "If you want the knife line to be stable, your hand must not be rigid and stable, in the final analysis, it is a stable heart." ”

However, when Chen Ping'an asked what it meant to have a stable heart, Liu Xianyang was blind.

Song Jixin looked at it for a while, felt bored, and jumped off the wall into the room.

The maidservant girl Zhigui stood by the wall, and if she didn't tiptoe, she would just show the upper half of her face, and even so, it was already vaguely visible that the girl was a beautiful embryo.

She thought about it, stood on her heels slightly, her eyes fell on the surroundings of the poor boy, and finally found two favorite stones on the ground, one was scarlet and clear, and the other was snow-white and lush, both of which her son-in-law had just thrown away.

She hesitated, lowered her voice, and said timidly: "Chen Ping'an, can you help me pick up those two stones, I like it a lot." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his head slowly, the movements in his hands did not stop, he was still very steady, and his eyes motioned for her to wait for a while.

Zhi Guiyan smiled, like the first green bud on the branch after spring, extremely beautiful.

It's just that the boy has already lowered his head and missed this moving scene.

The corners of her mouth were upturned, and her eyes were shining, as if there were tiny creatures swimming leisurely in them.

When Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing and asked which two stones they were, the servant girl Zhigui's eyes returned to normal, as always, as soft as spring mud after a rain.

Chen Ping'an picked up the two stones according to the direction pointed by her finger, and walked to the wall, as soon as she raised her hand, the straw sandals boy had already put the stones on the wall.

She picked up two stones and held them tightly in her palm.

If someone deliberately looks for this thing, it is to find a needle in a haystack, which is rare in ten years.

Even if a person is destined, it is like a rag on the street, which is at your fingertips, and it all depends on whether you can accept it or not.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid that slugs will block your door and scold for a long time?"

She didn't admit that her son-in-law stole other people's things, but she didn't seem to have the cheekiness to deny the facts, so she smiled and didn't speak.

There is a mother and son living in Mud Bottle Lane, and the scolding and fighting kung fu of the two are invincible in the town, and only Song Jixin can fight with them. Among them, the children are particularly stubborn, with two slugs hanging all the year round, and like to go to the stream to touch the fish and pick up stones, and the fish caught are kept in a large water tank, and the stones are piled up next to the water tank. Song Jixin likes to provoke this little thorn, and he goes to take a few stones every other day, and he can't see it for a day or two, but he can't stand Song Jixin's frequent touch, once the child confirms that he is missing a baby, he will blow up his hair, like a little wild cat that stepped on his tail, and can scold outside the courtyard gate for an hour, and his mother never persuaded him, but he will fanning the flames vigorously, and deliberately provoked Song Jixin to be the illegitimate son of the former governor, and Song Jixin was so angry that he almost had to go out with a bench to fight。

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded, "Song Jixin Song Jixin, come and catch the rapist, your maid and Chen Ping'an are eyebrows, and it is obvious that they are hooking up! You don't care about your housekeeper anymore, maybe she will go over the wall and knock on Chen Ping'an's door tonight! Get out of here, tsk, Chen Ping'an's hands have touched the face of that little lady, don't you see, Chen Ping'an laughed so disgustingly......

Song Jixin didn't show up at all, and shouted directly in the house: "What is this, I saw Chen Ping'an pulling and pulling with your mother last night, and after I bumped into it, Chen Ping'an pulled his claws out of your mother's collar and pulled them out, which is also to blame for your mother's mother, she is there, it is too spectacular and full, poor Chen Ping'an is so tired that he is sweating......"

Someone in the alley kicked the door of Song Jixin's courtyard fiercely, and said angrily: "Song Jixin, come out, go head-to-head! If you lose, you give me Zhigui as a maid, feed me every day, make a bed and wash my feet! If I lose, I will give Chen Ping'an to you as a handyman, what's the matter? Just ask you if you dare, anyway, whoever doesn't dare is a turtle with a shrunken head!"

Song Jixin in the house said lazily: "Go coolly!Your father and I flipped through the yellow calendar, it's not suitable to beat my son today, Gu Cang, count yourself lucky!"

The child outside the house banged on the door vigorously, "Zhigui, you follow such a young master, how aggrieved, you still elope with Liu Xianyang, anyway, the stupid big man looks at you like he wants to eat you." ”

The maidservant turned and walked towards the room.

Inside the house, Song Jixin was carefully wiping an emerald green gourd, which was an old object of unknown age, and it was also one of the "family properties" left by the Song Lord, Song Jixin was not concerned at first, and then inadvertently found that every thunderstorm, the gourd was buzzing, but after Song Jixin pulled out the lid, no matter how he shook it, he didn't see anything slipping out, pouring water into it, filling it with sand, pouring it out or water and sand, no more, no less. Song Jixin was really out of line, and once he was scolded by Gu Cang's spicy mother outside the door, an illegitimate child who had a mother and no father, and was upset, Song Jixin took a knife and slashed at the gourd, which made the young man dumbfounded, the blade had been rolled, and the gourd was still intact, leaving no traces.

A letter that was burned by Song Jixin in his early years wrote: "The gold, silver and copper coins moved to the small courtyard by the official office ensure that your master and servant have no worries about food and clothing. Although the town is small, coarse grains can nourish the stomach, books can nourish the qi, the scenery can nourish the eyes, and loneliness can nourish the heart. From today onwards, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, the hidden dragon is in the abyss, and there will be blessings in the future. ”

Although Song Jixin resents that man, but he has money and doesn't spend days thundering, in a small town with simple folk customs, it is difficult to be big, for so many years, Song Jixin really likes to collect rags, full of big vermilion lacquer boxes, all of which are emerald gourds and other side things. It's just that Song Jixin has a mysterious and mysterious intuition, a big box, all kinds of things, more than 30 objects, this gourd is the most valuable, and then a rusty purple gold bell, shaking up, obviously seeing the hammer hitting the inner wall, it should have made a crisp sound, but it was silent, which made Song Jixin both creepy and surprised. Finally, there is a quaint teapot of "mandrill" that is signed down, and the rest of the objects, Song Jixin likes it very shallowly, and it is not love at first sight.

The child named Gu Cang stood outside the door, scolding, full of anger.

It didn't take long for the scolding to stop abruptly.

Then Chen Ping'an saw that guy suddenly pushed open the door of his courtyard, his face was full of panic, and after tying the latch to the door, he squatted next to the door, constantly giving himself a look, and wanted to squat beside him himself.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what to do, but the cat ran to the child's side, squatted down and asked softly, "Gu Cang, what are you doing?

The child sniffled vigorously, lowered his voice and said: "Chen Ping'an, let me tell you, I met a strange person just now, the white bowl in his hand can always pour water out, you see, it's such a big bowl, I saw him pour water for an hour! That guy seemed to stop when he passed by the mouth ......of our mud bottle alley just now, shouldn't he see me?

The child gestured with both hands to the size of the white bowl, then patted his chest, and said with emotion: "It's really scared of Song Jixin's father." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "You mean the storyteller under the locust tree?"

The child nodded vigorously, "No, the old man doesn't have a few pounds of strength in his hands, and even I can't lift it, but that broken bowl is really mad, it's very mad!"

The child suddenly grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm, "Chen Ping'an, I really didn't lie to you this time! I can swear that if I lie to you, I will let Song Jixin die a good death!"

Chen Ping'an raised a finger and made a silent gesture.

The child immediately shut up.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, which gradually sounded and gradually fell.

One thing descends one thing.

The child, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, sat on the ground with his buttocks, stretched out his hand and wiped his face indiscriminately, his face turned pale, it was obvious that this slug named Gu Cang was really scared half to death.

The child asked coldly: "Chen Ping'an, that guy won't go to my house, right?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'll accompany you back to your house to have a look?"

The child probably waited for Chen Ping'an's words, got up suddenly, sat down again, and said with a sad face: "Chen Ping'an, my legs are weak and I can't walk." ”

Chen Ping'an stood up, bent down and grabbed the child's back neckline, carried the child in one hand, opened the latch with the other, and walked out of the yard.

The child's house is not far from here, and it is only a hundred steps away, and sure enough, Gu Cang saw that the old man was in his yard, and his mother even brought a stool to the old man.

At that moment, the child felt that the sky had fallen, so he chose to hide behind Chen Ping'an and let the tall man go up.

Chen Ping'an did not disappoint this child, and intentionally or unintentionally protected him in front of him.

When the bear child Gu Cang grabbed Chen Ping'an's cuffs, he was immediately full of arrogance for no reason.

The old man didn't care about this, sat on the bench, thought for a while, and the white bowl in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Cang's legs immediately became weak again, and the whole person hid behind Chen Ping'an, trembling.

The old man glanced at the village woman with a surprisingly calm expression, then at the straw sandals boy with a frowning brow, and finally said to the shrunken child: "Little baby, do you know what you have in the water tank?"

The child shouted behind Chen Ping'an: "What else can I have, the fish, shrimp and crabs I touched from the stream, and the loaches and yellow eels caught in the field......!

The child's voice is getting lower and lower, obviously lacking confidence.

The woman stroked her sideburns, looked at Chen Ping'an, and said softly, "Ping'an." ”

Chen Ping'an understood what she meant, rubbed Gu Cang's head, and then turned to leave.

In the depths of the woman's eyes, there was a trace of guilt hidden in this straw sandals boy.

She abandoned her distracting thoughts, turned her head to the old man and asked, "This immortal master who came from afar, for this opportunity, do you want to buy it or grab it?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "I can't afford it." I can't rob it. ”

The woman shook her head, "It was like this before, but it may not be anymore." ”

When the old man, who was originally in a relaxed mood, heard this, he was like being struck by lightning, and he suddenly waved his sleeves, and his five fingers pinched like flying.

The old man sighed, "Why is this so!"

The woman's face was indifferent, and she sneered: "Immortal Chief thinks that there can be a few good people in this town?"

The old man stood up, looked deeply at the ignorant child, and seemed to have made a big decision, and with a flick of his wrist, the white bowl reappeared.

The old man walked over to the half-man-high water tank and quickly scooped a bowl of water from the tank.

Although the woman pretended to be calm, her palms were covered with sweat.

The old man sat back on the stool and beckoned to Gu Cang, "Little baby, come and take a look." ”

The child looked at her mother, and she nodded, her eyes full of encouragement.

As the child approached, the old man blew lightly on the surface of the water in the bowl, causing ripples.

The old man smiled, "Open your mouth." ”

At the same time, the old man wiped it casually, and he found a locust leaf from the child's body out of nowhere.

The two fingers are twisted, but they are not really grasped.

The child subconsciously sighed.

The old man flicked his fingers, and the verdant locust leaf sank into the child's mouth.

The child was stunned on the spot, and then realized that there was nothing unusual in his mouth.

The old man didn't give him a chance to ask, and pointed to the white bowl held in his palm, "Take a closer look at what's there." ”

Gu Cang's eyes widened, and he looked intently, first seeing an extremely tiny black dot, then gradually turning into a slightly eye-catching black line, and finally slowly growing, as if it had turned into a small earthy yellow loach, rolling happily in the ripples on the water surface of the white bowl.

The child with a messy brain had a flash of inspiration and exclaimed, "I remember it! I ...... it from Chen Ping'an."

The woman slapped her son in the face and said angrily, "Shut up!"

The old man was not surprised by this, and said indifferently: "My generation of monks, in order to prove immortality, is a great rebellion. This point of contention is nothing. Don't be so nervous, it should be your son's, you can't escape, it shouldn't be that teenager's, and you can't keep it. ”

This child, named Gu Cang, weighed less than forty pounds.

But the weight of its "roots" is incredible.

Therefore, when this old man with magical powers used to perform the ancestral secret technique and weigh his bones, he naturally couldn't carry Gu Cang.

This was the premise of his apprenticeship.

Otherwise, a three-year-old child is not asking for a dead end if he crosses the market with gold?

The old man smiled casually, but his eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "Of course, even if it was originally the young man, what about it? Now that the old man is in charge, it won't be his." ”

The child was silent, his teeth chattering.

The woman was relieved.

The old man put on his kind and kind face again, "Child, this bowl contains the entire river, and now there is a small Jiao." From now on, you are my descendant disciple. ”

"The old man is a 'true monarch', only half a step away from being the ancestor of the 'opening sect', although it is the next sect...... In short, you will naturally understand the weight of the four words Zhenjun and Kaizong in the future. ”

The old man laughed and said, "It will only be heavier than this bowl of river water." ”

The child suddenly cried, "That's not right! It's Chen Ping'an's!"

The woman was so angry that she raised her arms high to teach this foolish son a lesson in lard.

The old man waved his hand, smiled, and wrote lightly: "It's not all bad to have such a heart. ”

The child lowered his head and wiped his tears and snot with the back of his hand.

The woman looked quietly at the old man.

The old man smiled knowingly and nodded.

Like-minded people, everything is in the words.

After the child raised his head, his mother and the halfway master who fell from the sky inexplicably were already smiling faintly.

The child turned his head, and when Chen Ping'an left, he did not forget to close the courtyard door.

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The town is like a field of crops, just in time for the big year, the harvest season.

However, some people are just a barnyard grass mixed in the rice, and when they are seen once, they never have a second look.

For example, the lonely straw sandals boy walking alone in Mud Bottle Alley.