Old Man Ma frowned and continued, "Is it Lu Ran's work?"
Xia Qingfeng suddenly fell silent.
Old Man Ma also fell silent. He stretched out his hand to the cigarette rod on his waist. After remembering that his pocket was already empty and there was no longer any dry tobacco, he withdrew his hand and said calmly: "The terms he made with you are what?"
Xia Qingfeng shrugged his head and said sickly: "I will protect Xia Chengyi for a period of sixty years. He also said that he will deal with it at the Confucian Temple. I only need to be a good sword spirit for this period of time, and then I will go or stay." It all depends on the individual.”
Old Man Ma nodded slowly and said: "There are rules in every square inch."
Xia Qingfeng curled his lips and murmured in a low voice: "Hasn't he stayed in the world for thousands of years longer than me? He also learned to write a few lines of poems."
Old Man Ma smiled and said, "Can you sense your divinity now?"
Xia Qingfeng shrugged and sat down on the bench, "I'm just a sword spirit now. How do I know these things if you ask me? How can you, an old man with a very good eye, not be able to deduce these things?"
Old Man Ma said, "What is Lu Ran thinking now?"
Xia Qingfeng was furious and slapped the old man on the shoulder, "Ask me! You think I am your father! If you want to know, ask yourself!"
Old Man Ma was not annoyed, the old god was here, "You are now that boy's book boy, right?"
Xia Qingfeng's expression suddenly tightened, his eyes alert, and he asked, "What do you want to do?"
Old Man Ma crossed his legs and looked at Xia Qingfeng sideways, "I'm not doing anything, I'm just thinking if I meet me as a book boy in the future, I should call me "Mr."
Xia Qingfeng glared, "How dare you!"
Old Man Ma laughed and said, "It's not up to you then. How dare you not to bark even if your master calls me?"
Xia Qingfeng's face was ugly. He didn't expect this old and shameless person to be so shameless.
Old Man Ma suddenly said seriously: "Does she still exist in the world?"
Xia Qingfeng dug his ears out of boredom, as if he hadn't heard anything, and asked, "What?"
Xia Qingfeng naturally heard Old Man Ma's question clearly, but regarding the answer to this question, Xia Qingfeng did not dare to tell Old Man Ma anything. After all, he was actually living next to her now. If the answer came to her ears, However, given his small body, he was probably in danger, so at this time Xia Qingfeng had no choice but to pretend to be stupid and try to get through.
Old Man Ma asked once and then stopped asking, as if he got the desired result.
Both of them were silent.
Xia Qingfeng glanced at Old Man Ma aside from the corner of his eye and saw that he was motionless as if he was in trance.
Xia Qingfeng suddenly waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, go away, go as far as you can. Young master, I am annoyed when I see you. You are dreaming well. You are preparing to enjoy family happiness. I didn't expect that as soon as you open your eyes, you will see If you are such an unlucky old thing, get away!"
Old Man Ma stood up, hunched his back, and removed the small world with a wave of his hand. At the same time, the world returned to its original state.
Old Man Ma slowly stepped out of the door. Before leaving, he glanced at Xia Qingfeng, who was doing Feng Mo Luan Wu Fist in the courtyard and making weird noises.
Old Man Ma put his hands behind his back and hunched his back with a leisurely expression. "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. Tell her not to mess around."
Xia Qingfeng blinked, his face full of confusion, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand?"
Old Man Ma ignored Xia Qingfeng, stepped out, and returned to his pawn shop in the blink of an eye. The rabbit spirit was sleeping in a corner, talking in his sleep from time to time.
Old Man Ma twitched the corner of his mouth and kicked the rabbit spirit. The rabbit spirit who was still sleeping immediately woke up.
Old Man Ma sat back in front of the counter, took out his cigarette rod and placed it on the counter, saying: "Hurry up and get into the back mountain. If you can't successfully transform, don't even think about getting out of the mountain."
The rabbit spirit was trembling with fear and said: "Didn't the Great Immortal say that you are not allowed to leave the shop for even half a step these days?"
Old Man Ma was expressionless, "Have I changed my mind?"
The rabbit spirit didn't dare to disobey old man Ma and quickly agreed.
The old man frowned.
The rabbit spirit said pitifully: "Is the Great Immortal going to the mountain tomorrow morning?"
The old man whose thoughts were interrupted said impatiently: "When you enter the mountain is your business, I don't care about it."
In the end, the rabbit spirit decided to set off immediately and enter the back mountain to try to transform as soon as possible.
Old Man Ma grabbed a handful of dry tobacco and put it into his pipe, and began to puff away the smoke, like a hidden dragon in the billowing sea of clouds.
Finally, the old man sighed and said to himself: "Life is not peaceful."
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In the yard of Xia Chengyi's old house, Xia Qingfeng paced back and forth, constantly muttering, "Grandma, is this town evil? Why does that old immortal thing appear here?"
Xia Qingfeng was obviously surprised to see old man Ma here, but beyond the surprise, he was more disappointed. There are not many of those old friends left in the past. Some of them either disappeared in ancient times or were reincarnated. , or like him.
However, when Xia Qingfeng thought about Old Man Ma's problems, his head was as big as a fight. Among the gods in heaven, Old Man Ma was the most calculating. When talking about combat power, not to mention the Valkyrie Xia Yao, it was Xia Yao. Qingfeng could beat ten old horses, but he couldn't resist his cleverness. Every time he made a bet, Xia Qingfeng always lost, and in the end he lost almost all his underwear.
Xia Qingfeng bared his teeth and claws for a while, and then like a deflated rubber ball, he sat on the stool blankly, his eyes blank, and murmured: "If you have to do something, you really can't do it."
"Anyway, I'm just a small person now. If the sky falls, someone will be there to bear it. Now these things have nothing to do with me. I just need to be a tortoise that shrinks its shell. When a month passes, I will be a brighter man." Fish leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.”
Finally, Xia Qingfeng stood up, shook his golden-sleeved robe, transformed into a white coat, put his hands on the back of his head, resumed his usual carefree style, hummed a little tune, and entered the house leisurely.
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The next morning.
Xia Chengyi got up early in the morning. Over the years, the boy had developed the habit of going to bed late and getting up early. No matter how late he slept the day before, he would get out of bed at 00:00 the next day, walk on a set of steps, and then go After buying breakfast for Xia Yao, he set out to work in the blacksmith shop.
But for Xia Chengyi, sword training is now an additional part of his early career.
Now Xia Chengyi can walk five and a half steps on the walking pile, and these five and a half steps have exhausted all the strength of the whole body, not to mention that the sixth step requires the movement of the breath and spiritual energy in the acupoints all over the body to converge into the Niwan acupoint.
Not long after Xia Chengyi rested, he took out the wooden sword that Xia Qingfeng had given him last night and started practicing according to the moves in the sword manual in his memory.
Xia Chengyi's memory has been very good since he was a child, and he never forgets many things over and over again. This also allows the young man to remember the rather complicated sword moves in the book at once.
Xia Chengyi raised his sword, shook his wrist, and became angry in his Dantian. According to what the book said, he gathered a meager amount of original spiritual energy at the tip of the sword, and then suddenly exerted force! A white rainbow shot through the sun and hit the crooked neck tree on the side, leaving a faint sword mark on the crooked neck old tree.
Xia Chengyi stared at the sword in his hand and said blankly: "Is this done?"
He tried to draw the sword again according to the instructions in the book, but as soon as he started to breathe, he felt dizzy and his whole body felt weak, as if he had walked a thousand times.
At this time, the sword spirit Xia Qingfeng yawned and walked out of the house. He saw Xia Chengyi standing alone in the yard, holding a wooden sword and practicing swordsmanship meticulously over and over again. He raised his arms and shouted: "My swordsmanship is unparalleled! It's so powerful! Shocking the world! This master's swordsmanship is really unrivaled in the world! What a lonely hero! There is a charm of a swordsman in every move and every move. Given time, even those sword cultivators will be impressed by the master's sword charm..."
Xia Chengyi looked sideways at Xia Qingfeng, "Can one sword defeat a million troops?"
Xia Qingfeng said in surprise: "Master, how do you know what I want to say next? Could it be that I have learned the art of mind reading?"
As a result, Xia Chengyi got a solid chestnut blow from him before he finished speaking.
"You talk nonsense, but you are not serious every day."
Xia Qingfeng held his head and sighed, his eyebrows drooping and his eyes sick.
If you are a stubborn and loyal minister, you will not be trusted; if you are a treacherous and flattering minister, you will be beaten again. My heart is really unpredictable. I am with you like I am with a tiger. The ancients never deceived me.
After Xia Chengyi finished packing, he went out to buy steamed buns.
As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I found that the two door gods on the door seemed a bit dull and dull, with an indescribable feeling, but they were indeed a bit less lifelike than before.
Xia Chengyi was a little confused. Could it be that the quality of these painted door gods is not as good as the ordinary door god spring couplets posted on them?
Xia Chengyi trotted out and first went to the east gate of the town.
It turned out that many people had gathered outside the east gate of the town, waiting for the city gate to open. There were no less than seven or eight people, including men, women, old and young.
And they were all strangers. There were monks in Taoist robes with military talismans hanging from their waists and swords on their backs, there were also burly old men wearing red python robes, and there were also women with graceful temperament.
Xia Chengyi and everyone looked at each other from a distance. The Taoist priest with the military talisman hanging on his waist looked at Xia Chengyi with a smile. He didn't say anything, just smiled.
The eyes of those young people looking at the small town contained amusement, disappointment, and sighs, with different emotions.
Xia Chengyi turned around and left.
At this time, old man Ma, the gatekeeper, walked slowly to the town gate with his back bent and a cigarette stick in his mouth. He glanced at Xia Chengyi standing in the distance from the corner of his eye and said to the people outside the door without saying anything more: "Old rules, pay and leave."
Everyone outside the door didn't say much. They all knew the rules of entering the town. 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: "As expected, they are all from the wealthy sects, but their skills are different. Come in."
So he turned sideways to make way, and the burly old man wearing a red python robe outside the door suddenly snorted coldly when he passed by Old Man Ma. Put the embroidered money bag into your pocket, bow your waist and leave slowly.
