According to ancient legends, on the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the stove king wanted to talk about things.

Therefore, if you don't return to the mountain, it was originally a big family for 23 years and 24 years of worship. But this snow-capped mountains and wilderness, after all, there are many poor people. Originally, your fate was not good, and you had to go to heaven to talk nonsense, how bad could it be? Therefore, the poor people all spent a day on the stove in the New Year.

Over time, the big families also felt troublesome, so they followed the public, sticking sugar melons on the 23rd day, celebrating the New Year, sweeping the kitchen, and sacrificing to the stove king.

In addition, all the villages and villages in the Bugui Mountains still have to go to the head of the village to hold a public sacrifice on this day, but the sacrifice is not the earth god valley god, but the god Jiao.

Legend has it that the Shen Jiao, for 10,000 years, has been sitting in the mountains, swallowing the luck of the mountains and rivers that do not return to the mountains; whether the whole territory can be smooth in the wind and rain and avoid natural and man-made disasters depends on the mood of the Shen Jiao.

No one has ever seen the so-called Divine Jiao, but everyone has heard the legend of the Divine Jiao.

When Ren Pingsheng returned to the simple rammed-earth thatched hut, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

First of all, the cedar bark and dry thatch on the house do not need to be checked and filled in this year, because they have been replaced with new green tiles.

The mud walls of the earth rammed were painted pink and white, and Ren Pingsheng wondered if he had gone to the wrong door.

When he entered the door, he saw four men, carrying brooms, buckets, and rags, all of them doing so with great pleasure, but they were all stiff and stiff, not much like he was doing with his own feet.

Father's meeting, most of the time, went to the patriarch's house to prepare for the annual Shenjiao public sacrifice with the clansmen. It was also a half-grown teenager like Ren Pingsheng, the most anticipated lively ceremony.

"Are you back, your family, why are you so dirty, it's been a long time, it's still ordinary dirty!" This one who is half a head taller than himself, if he doesn't pop out like this, Ren Pingsheng can hardly recognize him as his sworn enemy in his entire childhood, Ren Changji!

He had already heard about his father's appointment to teach in the Xingzhi School, after all, during this time, his father also went to Shanghe Village to see him, and by the way, he had some interesting stories about the recent situation in the family village.

Along the way, I still think about it all my life, and I have to deign to call myself a senior brother now.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help laughing, coughed dryly and said: "I said that Young Master Ji, I personally feel that you roll directly on the stove, and the stove and clothes are cleaner than now." ”

In order to hold back the laughter, he paused before adding, "I don't believe you try." ”

Ren Changji was angry for a while, if he hadn't discussed it with his classmates and partners, it would be their turn to help Mr. Jiao Xi clean up the house today, he almost wanted to get rid of the guy in his hand and leave.

"You're amazing, you try. He directly threw the rag in his hand at Ren Pingsheng's face, freeing up a cloud of smoke and dust. Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng flashed quickly, otherwise he would be the same gray face in an instant.

He took advantage of the situation to lift his knee, picked up his toes, picked up the rag, and flew back to Ren Changji with a flick of his leg. Ren Changji couldn't dodge, and his whole face was covered by the filthy rags. He hurriedly took it off and was about to return fire. saw that Ren Pingsheng had already made a gesture to stop, "Young Master Ji, it's clean, it's really cleaner than just now." I don't believe you ask them. ”

The other three also stopped to watch the excitement when they saw that the two were fighting.

Ren Chang'an, Huzi, there is no shortage of one.

The other one, who is as tall and short as Ren Pingsheng, has a very earthy name, called Bud Cub, and only after having five or six sisters in the family did such a younger brother pop up. It is said that in order to grow up safely and smoothly, you can't give it a good name.

Ren Pingsheng and Bud Cub, although they rarely intersected before, but the young people in the village, just the two of them, were more bullied, so they had the most pleasing impression of each other.

It stands to reason that the family background of the bud cub is higher than that of Ren Pingsheng, plus there are more children, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it is even more bleak, where is the condition to go to Xingzhi School to study and learn swords.

It's just that the teaching of kendo, after moving to the open space in the village, Ren Qiang did not refuse to the poor young people of his clan who wanted to come to learn swords, and treated them equally. In this regard, the school has never spoken out against it.

So the group of students who have been helping to paint and clean the teacher's house in the past few days are bud cubs and tigers from the same ordinary family, and they have several of them.

"Ren Pingsheng, you see that we are almost done, it's time for you to get out. Ren Chang'an, who was a little more miserable than Ren Changji, handed over the broom in his hand.

"Slow down, didn't I just come back, I was attacked by a killer on the way, and there was a big fight, and I haven't caught my breath yet. Besides, what should it be called, do you know?"

He looked at the faces of the four people one by one, suppressed his voice and said, "In the battle of Shanghe Village, your teacher has always been a hand for me. I want to learn real kung fu......"

He slapped the hilt of his sword on the back with his backhand.

"Oh, I heard that. ”

"Is it true?"

"Big brother. Huzi was more active and shouted loudly.

"Big Brother"; Big Brother "......

Ren Pingsheng listened to the four of them shouting again, which was very pleasant. "Alright, let's get back to work. Do it quickly, maybe I can feed you the sword today. ”

"Senior brother, did you really kill someone on the road? After finishing the work, you have to tell us about it first. ”

"No problem. ”

So, the house began to get busy again.

Ren Pingsheng put down his burden and walked out of the door with a bamboo chair.

As soon as the winter sun passes noon, the sun becomes soft and warm, slanting on the corridors that have already been cleaned. Ren Pingsheng put the bamboo chair in the sun, his eyes slightly closed, and he sat half-lying, which was very comfortable.

As soon as I sat down calmly, I heard a small song muttering from far to near. Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and couldn't help but stand up.

A Taoist wearing a scarf and a gossip white robe gradually approached.

Fortune sellers!

It was a few months ago, when he and his father were fighting Xiangxingtang, the crazy hexagram Taoist who suddenly appeared.

During the few months in the blacksmith shop, Ren Pingsheng always wanted to find the hexagram seller. The other party rescued those few broken arms outside the gate of the village, nothing, but just when he and his father were trapped in the Shuangshan Five Elements Sword Formation, the Taoist suddenly sang a song "Xing Chong Ke Po Song" and traveled from afar. This is by no means unintentional.

Ren Pingsheng has not learned the Heavenly Stems and the Five Elements Shengke, but he is also a true Taoist singer, and he already knows the intricate relationship and context.

I don't know that in that life, I was proficient in this kind of Qimen mysticism.

"Oh, kid, that's familiar. The hexagram seller stopped humming and greeted warmly.

"Good way. Ren Pingsheng said respectfully, "Since you're here, sit here first, how about I make a pot of tea for the Taoist chief?"

"Oh, this is your house?" said the Taoist with a surprised expression.

"Yes, the house is being cleaned and it's very messy. Just wronged the chief, sit here first. ”

The hexagram seller waved his hand, "That's not what I meant, I've been living in this house for half a month; It turns out that you are the one who learned to strike iron with Yuan Da Hammer, what is your name?"

"Ren Pingsheng. ”

"Yes, yes, Ren Pingsheng. What a name!

The hexagram seller is obviously very good, a series of good words, the expression is exaggerated, but as soon as he talks, he can make people feel close.

It turned out that in the past few months, the hexagram sellers have traveled to various villages and villages, helping people ask for blessings and fortune telling. As soon as Xiangxing Hall was broken, everyone began to have doubts about the set of immortal methods of the Langshang Taoist Master. But the mountain is powerful, and the blessings and misfortunes are impermanent, and there is no immortal master to worship all of a sudden, which makes people even more panicked all day long.

This hexagram seller came into being, and as soon as he appeared at Shanghe Zhaimen, he performed a miraculous technique of saving lives and helping the wounded, which was very popular.

The key is that although the price of divination is not low, it does not have the unbearable but unbearable requirements and habits of the Taoist master.

In the half month he was in Si'an Village, several large families were warmly invited, all hoping that Taoist people could settle in their homes. But this person is also strange, he didn't choose a good grand courtyard, but chose a single-family hunter family to settle down.

It is said that he watched the feng shui luck in the village, and the location of the hunter's house was the spiritual center of the earth eye of the feng shui of a village, and the life flow between heaven and earth, and it happened to gather here at this time in the dragon's lair.

It's true, but the people of the village in the village, who don't know that in the past six months, the hunter's life has changed dramatically.

The Taoist who sells hexagrams can see it at a glance, and he will break through it in one word;

Therefore, in the past half month, the hexagram seller has really gone from house to house in the village and earned a lot of copper and silver coins.

Yizhen saw that Ren Pingsheng gave up the bamboo chair, and he was not polite, and sat down with a big grin, "Pingsheng, I see that your father is a good person, and he has worked hard for half a life, and finally has a good head." As for you, you're doing a good job of swordsmanship. The eyes are clear, the mind is quick, and Huigen is okay. Well, I've been adrift in the rivers and lakes for half my life, and I have an otherworldly ability, but I have never found a suitable person to pass it on. ”

"It's not bragging, in the past few decades, those rich and noble families have been holding a ingot, a plate of gold and silver, just to beg me to accept their children as apprentices. ”

The hexagram seller said, swallowing several times of saliva, "But those boys are not helpful, they are pampered, they can't go to the rivers and lakes, and they can't learn things well." You can't let them lose their reputation as a teacher, can you?"

"It should also be your home, the feng shui is good, and luck is gathering at this time. Under the mountains and rivers, once the ground is broken, there should be an immortal talent. You see, shouldn't this feng shui luck and great opportunity be cherished?"

Ren Pingsheng listened dumbfounded for a long time, and saw that the Taoist stared at him with a pair of eyes, staring at him extremely unnaturally. He wondered in his heart: Why is such a rare opportunity to go to the field to pick up cabbage. It's really feng shui taking turns!

"But, I have a master. "In Ren Pingsheng's heart, he is really not down-to-earth enough.

"You said that Yuan sledgehammer. There are ...... in the work of striking iron, which sells death strength. Of course, it has a future; Besides, if one day you happen to get down the mountain of no return and go to the flower world under the mountain, you really open an iron shop to mess around?"

"Can I really go down the Mountain of No Return?" Although his father has mentioned it many times, Ren Pingsheng is still full of doubts about it.

"Whether you can or can't, in fact, one looks at the chance, and the other depends on the ability. To tell the truth, if I don't have the ability to be proficient in easy management and the ability to understand tomorrow's machine, even if you have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, if you want to go down this mountain of no return, you still can't do it after all. The Taoist shook his head and shook his head, full of complacency.

"However, I still have to work in the blacksmith for another two and a half years before I can become a teacher. Ren Pingsheng said.

"What?" The Taoist suddenly turned red, as if he was extremely angry, but in an instant, he realized that he had reacted too much, and sighed and said, "This Yuan sledgehammer is really black-hearted." ”

He turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, with a pleasant face, "I'm not talking about the rights and wrongs of your master behind my back; to be honest, I am still an old acquaintance with Yuan Blacksmith; ”

"Do you really know the master? Don't you go back to the mountain, I haven't seen your old man before?"

"I didn't come back half a year ago, and when I went down the mountain before, you weren't even born. ”

"You've really gone down the mountain?"

"Of course. ”

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