Old man Ma frowned and continued: "Is it Lu Ran's handwriting? ”

Xia Qingfeng suddenly fell silent.

Old Man Ma also fell silent, stretched out his hand to the cigarette stick pinned to his waist, remembered that the pocket was already empty, and there was no longer any dry tobacco, he withdrew his hand again, and said with a flat expression: "What are the terms he made with you?" ”

Xia Qingfeng shrugged his head and said sickly: "Give Xia Chengyi the years of protecting the Dao, he also said that he will deal with it at the Temple of Literature, I just need to do a good job of the sword spirit of this Jiazi time, and then it depends on the person who goes or stays." ”

Old man Ma nodded slowly and said, "In every inch, there are rules. ”

Xia Qingfeng pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it that I have been in the world for thousands of years longer than me, and I have learned to write a few lines of poetry." ”

Old Man Ma smiled and said, "Can you sense that divinity now?" ”

Xia Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the bench, "I'm just a sword spirit now, how do I know if you ask me?" Your old man's hands and eyes can't deduce these things? ”

Old man Ma said: "What does Lu Ran think now? ”

Xia Qingfeng was furious and slapped the old man on the shoulder, "Ask!" You are your father! I want to know and ask for myself! ”

Old man Ma is not annoyed, the old god is here, "Your current identity is that kid's scholar, right?" ”

Xia Qingfeng's expression suddenly tightened, his eyes were vigilant, and he asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

Old man Ma crossed his legs and squinted at Xia Qingfeng, "Don't do anything, I'm just thinking about whether I have to call me an old gentleman if he sees me as a scholar in the future." ”

Xia Qingfeng glared, "You dare!" ”

Old man Ma smiled, "I can't help you then, do you dare not call your master?" ”

Xia Qingfeng's face was ugly, he didn't expect this old and shameless thing to be so shameless.

Old man Ma suddenly said, "Does she still exist in the world?" ”

Xia Qingfeng was bored and poached his ears, as if he hadn't heard, and asked, "What?" ”

Xia Qingfeng naturally heard Old Man Ma's question clearly, but about the answer to this question, Xia Qingfeng didn't dare to tell Old Man Ma anything, after all, people are really living by their side now, and if it comes to her ears at that time, now that she has a small body, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious than lucky, so at this time, Xia Qingfeng can only pretend to be stupid, intending to get by.

After asking once, Old Man Ma stopped asking, as if he had gotten the desired result.

Both were silent.

Xia Qingfeng glanced at the old man Ma on the side, and saw that he seemed to be in a state of flux.

Xia Qingfeng suddenly waved his hand impatiently: "Roll on, hurry up, how far and how far, sir, I'm annoyed when I see you, I'm dreaming well, I'm about to enjoy the joy of family, I didn't expect to see you as soon as I opened my eyes, roll out!" ”

Old man Ma got up, leaned on his back, and withdrew the small world with a wave of his hand, and at the same time, the heaven and earth returned to the same as before.

Old man Ma slowly stepped out of the door, and before leaving, he glanced at Xia Qingfeng, who was dancing with wind demons in the courtyard and babbling strange sounds in his mouth.

Old man Ma put his hands behind his back, his back was bent, and his expression was relaxed, "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, tell her not to mess around." ”

Xia Qingfeng blinked, his face full of doubts, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand?" ”

Old man Ma didn't pay attention to Xia Qingfeng, stepped out, and returned to his pawnshop in the blink of an eye, the rabbit spirit was sleeping in the corner at the moment, and there were still dream words in his mouth from time to time.

The old man pulled the corners of his mouth and kicked the rabbit spirit, and the rabbit spirit who was still asleep immediately woke up.

Old man Ma sat back in front of the counter, took out his cigarette stick and rested on the counter, and said, "Hurry up and roll into the back mountain, don't think about going out of the mountain if you can't successfully transform into a shape." ”

The rabbit spirit trembled and said in fear: "Didn't Daxian say that he was not allowed to leave the shop for half a step in the near future?" ”

Old man Ma was expressionless, "Can I change my mind?" ”

The rabbit spirit didn't dare to disobey the old man, so he hurriedly responded.

The old man frowned.

The rabbit spirit said pitifully: "Daxian will enter the mountain tomorrow morning?" ”

The old man, who was interrupted from his thoughts, said impatiently: "When you enter the mountain is your business, I don't bother to care about this." ”

In the end, the rabbit spirit decided to set off immediately and enter the back mountain to strive for an early transformation.

The old man grabbed a handful of dry tobacco and put it on his pipe, and began to swallow the clouds and spit out the mist, like a hidden dragon in the surging sea of clouds.

Finally, the old man sighed and said to himself: "The days are not peaceful. ”

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In the courtyard of Xia Chengyi's old house, Xia Qingfeng paced back and forth, constantly muttering, "His grandmother's, is this town evil?" Why is that old immortal thing also here? ”

Xia Qingfeng was obviously surprised to see Old Man Ma here, but the surprise was more than sighing, there were few of those old people left now, and some of them had either dissipated into the ancient times, or the military liberation reincarnation had returned, or they were like him.

However, Xia Qingfeng thought of Old Man Ma's problems and was as big as a fight, among the gods of the Heavenly Court back then, Old Man Ma was the most calculating person, if it was talking about combat power, let alone the Valkyrie Xia Yao, Xia Qingfeng could beat ten Old Man Ma, but he couldn't stand his heart, every time he bet, Xia Qingfeng was defeated in the end, and in the end, the bottom pants were almost gone.

Xia Qingfeng opened his teeth and claws for a while, and then sat on the stool like a deflated ball, his eyes were blank, and muttered: "It's not okay, it's really not okay." ”

"Anyway, I'm just a little person now, the sky is falling from someone to top, now these things have nothing to do with me, I am honest now, just be a shrinking turtle, and when the first Jiazi passes, I am the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly."

In the end, Xia Qingfeng got up, shook the golden sleeve robe, changed into a white robe, hugged the back of his head with both hands, and returned to his old hanging, humming a little song, and entered the house leisurely.

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Early the next morning.

Xia Chengyi got up early in the morning, the teenager has developed the habit of going to bed late and getting up early over the years, no matter how late he slept the day before, he would get up from the bed on the second day, walk on a set of walking piles, and then go to buy breakfast for Xia Yao before setting off to work in the blacksmith shop.

However, for Xia Chengyi, today's early career has one more sword practice.

Now Xia Chengyi has been able to take five and a half steps, and these five and a half steps have exhausted the strength of his whole body, not to mention that the sixth step needs to run the breath and aura in the acupoint of the whole body to converge in the mud pill acupoint.

Xia Chengyi didn't rest for long, then took out the wooden sword given by Xia Qingfeng last night from the house, and began to practice according to the moves on the sword book in his memory.

Xia Chengyi has a very good memory since he was a child, and many things are never forgotten over and over again, which also enables the boy to remember the rather cumbersome sword moves in the book at once.

Xia Chengyi raised his sword, shook his wrist, sank into the dantian, and according to what the book said, he gathered a trace of origin aura at the tip of the sword, and then suddenly exerted his strength! A white rainbow swept out and hit the crooked-necked tree on the side, leaving a faint sword mark on the crooked-necked old tree.

Xia Chengyi looked at the sword in his hand in a daze, and said dumbfoundedly: "Is this done?" ”

He tried to draw his sword again according to the instructions in the book, but as soon as he started to use his breath, he felt dizzy and limp, as if he had walked a thousand times.

At this time, the sword spirit Xia Qingfeng walked out of the house with a yawn, and saw Xia Chengyi standing alone in the courtyard, holding a wooden sword meticulously practicing swordsmanship over and over again, raising his arms and shouting: "Master swordsmanship, high merit is world-famous!" Megatron! The master's swordsmanship is really invincible in the world! Heroes are lonely! There is a sword fairy charm between every gesture, and over time, I'm afraid that even those sword cultivators will be impressed by the sword rhyme of the master......"

Xia Chengyi squinted at Xia Qingfeng, "If you go further, can you break a million troops with one sword?" ”

Xia Qingfeng was surprised: "Master, how do you know what I want to say next?" Didn't you learn the art of mind reading? ”

As a result, before he finished speaking, he was firmly beaten by Xia Chengyi's chestnut.

"Mouth is flowery, every day is not serious."

Xia Qingfeng hugged his head and sighed, frowning and sickly.

Be a loyal minister, not trusted, and a treacherous and flattering minister, and be beaten again. It's really unpredictable, and the ancients don't deceive me.

Xia Chengyi went out to buy steamed buns after packing up.

As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I found that the two door gods on the door seemed to be a little dark, and there was an indescribable feeling, but it was indeed a little less vibrant than the previous lifelike life.

Xia Chengyi was a little confused, could it be that the quality of these painted door gods is not as good as those ordinary door god spring couplets that are commonly pasted?

Xia Chengyi trotted out all the way, first running to the east gate of the town.

It turned out that there were many people gathered outside the east gate of the town, all waiting for the city gate to open, no less than seven or eight people, men, women and children.

And they are all stranger faces, there are monks in Taoist robes with waist hanging talismans and long swords, there are also burly old men in red python robes, and women with graceful temperaments.

Xia Chengyi and everyone looked at each other from a distance, and the Taoist priest with the talisman hanging from his waist looked at Xia Chengyi with a smile, and he didn't speak, just laughed.

And those who looked at the small-town teenagers had amusement, disappointment, and sighs, and different emotions.

Xia Chengyi turned around and left.

At this time, the old man Ma who was guarding the door slowly walked to the front of the town gate with a cigarette stick in his mouth, and glanced at Xia Chengyi who was standing in the distance, and didn't say anything, and said to everyone outside the door: "Old rules, pay the money and leave." ”

Everyone outside the door didn't say much, they all knew the rules of entering the town, and they all took out a bag of coins and handed them to Old Man Ma.

Old man Ma shook the money bags in his hand, nodded and said, "It's worthy that they all came out of the Haolord Sect, and the handwriting is different, let's go in." ”

So he turned sideways to make way out of the way, and the burly old man in a red python robe outside the door suddenly snorted coldly when he passed by Old Man Ma's side, and he didn't complain, but Old Man Ma didn't bother to take care of this person, put a few bags of embroidered money bags into his pocket, and bowed his waist and slowly left.