The old man was stunned, looking at the ten copper coins of different colors, old and new, on the table, he couldn't help but frowned.
In his opinion, Kunlun disciples carry either spirit stones or gold coins. Who would hide these ten coppers layer by layer like treasures?
Upon closer inspection, the old man found that each copper coin had a different mark on it, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Is it possible that the young man in front of me is also a person with a story?
The old man fell silent for a moment.
Watson stretched out his hand and placed three copper coins with the same mark on the table together. He stared at the three coins on the table, as if he saw his parents in his eyes.
The old man frowned and asked, "Why do you want to mark the copper coins?"
Watson sighed softly and replied quietly: "Because every copper coin has a different story. They are the mark of a certain moment in my life."
The old man nodded: "Is it important to you?"
Watson said: "It's very important!"
The old man took a breath, leaned back on the chair behind him, looked at him and said quietly: "Well, let's talk about it."
Watson pointed to the three copper coins with the same mark and said, "These three coins were given to me by my mother."
…
In Tianxuan Continent, in the ancient town of Wangcun, spring is in full swing.
The sky is full of flying flowers blowing on the small street at the north entrance of the town, and the fragrance of flowers is felt by passers-by.
The door of the grocery store at the north entrance was crowded with neighbors and passers-by watching the excitement.
I saw a woman wearing a green shirt and skirt, less than thirty years old, with black hair shawl, who was angry with herself. Behind her was a boy who looked about six years old.
There was also a well-dressed woman in the grocery store. Next to her stood a man in black, about fifty years old. Behind the man were several guards.
The woman looked at the woman in green clothes and said, "I'm talking about falling asleep. There's nothing we can do to teach your son. No matter how many elixirs you give him, it won't work."
There was no sadness or joy on the face of the woman in green shirt who was crying into a dream, she just looked at the woman in front of her quietly.
Before the young Chinese man behind the woman could speak, the boy standing behind Ruimeng took Ruimeng's hand and said, "Mom, I want to go home. I won't go to the academy anymore!"
The woman was stunned, looked at him and smiled: "Oh Watson, it's not that we dislike you. You've taken a lot of this magical medicine, but it doesn't work!"
Several guards standing behind the middle-aged man laughed: "Yes, Elder Li said it well. Watson, you can't blame us for not helping you."
The frowning middle-aged man looked at Meng Meng and sighed, and couldn't help but said: "You also know about Watson. We have tried our best... How about we not let him try again?"
He had to pull Watson's hand when he spoke.
The people standing at the door did not mind the excitement and cheered, "What else are you thinking about? Watson, just go to the academy and work as a handyman for a few more years."
Several guards in the academy and the woman named Li couldn't help laughing.
Just when the middle-aged man was about to grab Watson's hand, he suddenly heard an ouch. Elder Li looked back and saw a bamboo leaf stuck into the back of the middle-aged man's hand...
"Who asked you to bully my brother?"
Everyone was shocked when they saw a girl wearing a light yellow skirt and flying black hair walking out of the crowd, like a fairy.
Elder Li and the middle-aged man were looking at the academy with anger on their faces. Behind her stood a woman who looked like a fairy.
She is wearing a snow-like skirt, her hair is as black as a waterfall, and her brows are lightly furrowed like a fairy from heaven.
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Why did the fairy hurt people?"
Several guards were about to step forward to take action, but they all cried out in pain. When they looked down, they saw a bamboo leaf stuck into the back of each hand.
"Pick leaves and flying flowers!" This is a master. A group of guards moved away from the crowd with a bang. Even their Elder Li might not be able to defeat such a master.
Elder Li looked at Ru Meng and said with a smile: "This... Even if Watson doesn't go, there is no need to hurt anyone. We are the elders of the academy, not people in the world."
"So what about the academy!" The girl in the yellow dress frowned slightly and said, "If my brother doesn't want to, you can't force him."
Elder Li looked at Watson and shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be ignorant. You have taken a lot of elixirs from the academy in the past six months..."
The woman in the white dress shook her head, and threw a few elixirs out with a wave of her hand. She looked at her and said, "Since the academy can't cure his disease, it shouldn't make things difficult for him anymore."
Elder Li collected the elixir and saw that he could not take Watson away today, so he had to leave in a hurry with his men.
Not too far away, he looked at Watson who was gritting his teeth and said, "Watson, you were abandoned by the academy... From now on, no one from any major sect in the world will dare to take you in!"
The boy looked at her back and said softly: "I'm not going anywhere."
...
Looking at the woman in front of him, Lu Meng smiled bitterly. Looking at the girl in a yellow dress, she said, "Since you brothers and sisters are back, you can take your brother to play on the street."
The boy took the girl and smiled and said, "Sister, let's go play for a while." After that, he took the girl's hand and ran out the door.
Looking at the woman in the white dress, she said quietly in her dream: "It's been half a year, and I haven't taken less elixirs, but Watson just can't gather his energy, but I'm so worried."
"Either you give up and let him embark on the path of cultivation." The woman walked into the room, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup.
After quietly drinking a cup of herbal tea, he said: "Or, send him to Yunqi Temple to find Master Chen and let him practice Buddhism first."
"Going to practice Buddhism? Is it useful to my Watson?" He looked at the woman in the white dress and sighed in his sleep.
The woman in the white dress sighed and said leisurely: "How did I know? I told you that you and your wife have been trying for so many years but can't do anything with him... Isn't your husband very familiar with Master Chen?"
The woman in the white dress frowned slightly. What she was worried about was that the young girl Hua Yu was influenced by her brother and delayed her own practice.
Ruimeng sighed and said with a wry smile: "I can't make the decision alone. How about we discuss it when Watson's father comes back!"
The woman in the white dress smiled and said, "Whatever you want, I will take Huayu back to Geng to stay with you for a few days, and then I will return to Phoenix Mountain. We are just passing by this time."
"You can't help yourself, so our Huayu will be left to you." Ruimeng held her hand and said softly.
The woman in the white dress sighed softly and said, "Tell me, they are both children of the same mother, why are they so different?"
She was stunned for a moment, then gently squeezed her hand and said, "How about you take Watson with you to Phoenix Mountain?"
…
Speaking of Watson's father, the sword in the wind, the sword in the wind is just his nickname, because he has a fast sword, and it is said that the speed of the sword is as fast as the wind.
As time went by, people in the town had long forgotten his real name, and either called him Shopkeeper Feng or Feng Zhongjian.
There were guests at home, and Feng Zhongjian was sent by his wife to buy groceries.
According to past habits, after buying vegetables, Feng Zhongjian came to the pork stall owned by shopkeeper Xiang on Hejie Street!
Looking at the shopkeeper in front of the pork stall, Feng Zhongjian said loudly: "Lao San, bring me two kilograms of good plum meat!"
Shopkeeper Xiang looked up and saw it was Shopkeeper Feng, and laughed: "One pound of plum meat is eleven cents, two pounds is exactly twenty-two cents, bring the money!"
"A pound of plum meat is eleven cents?" Feng Zhongjian shook his head, looked at him and said, "A passerby told me that your pork today costs five cents a pound."
"Are you sick and have a fever? A pound of plum meat costs five cents, and a ghost sells it to you?" Xiang shopkeeper laughed.
"Since someone has said it, this must be the case. Do you want to sell it?" Wind Sword looked at him and said quietly.
At this time, a circle of people had gathered around the pork stall. It was not a big deal to watch the excitement, some were booing and some were laughing.
Shopkeeper Xiang looked at the stubborn Sword in the Wind and laughed, "Do you believe what those little bastards on the street say? Can you use your brain?"
"Forget it! If you have the ability, you can chop two kilograms of plum meat with one knife. It won't do for five cents more, or five cents less! I'll sell it to you for five cents per catty!"
"Bang!" Shopkeeper Xiang inserted the ten-pound butcher knife on the chopping board in front of him.
Not to mention the sword in the wind, even Xiang Laosan himself couldn't kill two kilograms of meat with one strike.
Feng Zhongjian frowned and looked at the crowd of people watching: "Here, come and testify for me, lest the third child loses and refuses to admit his guilt!"
Before the onlookers could reply, a voice came from behind the two of them: "I'll do it!"
Everyone turned around, but it was the shopkeeper Wang of the small town drug store, looking at the two of them and saying with a smile.
Feng Zhongjian was startled and quickly stepped forward to hold Shopkeeper Wang's hand and said, "Brother Wang, did you hear clearly the bet I made with the third child?"
"Go ahead! I'll watch for you!" Shopkeeper Wang said with a faint smile.
Before anyone could react, Feng Zhongjian turned to look at Lao San and said with a smile: "Lao San, I'm offended!"
As he spoke, Feng Zhongjian reached out and held the butcher's knife, and shouted softly: "I'm coming!"
Everyone felt a cold light flash in front of their eyes, and there was a clatter as the sword slashed across the pork on the table, and they saw a piece of fine plum meat cut off by him.
Then there was another bang! The butcher's knife returned to the pork chopping board from Feng Zhongjian's hand.
"Brother Wang, please help me weigh it!" Feng Zhongjian turned around and followed Shopkeeper Wang, cupping his fists and smiling.
Before everyone could recover, the fifth shopkeeper threw the sliced plum meat to Xiang Laosan and said, "Then weigh it carefully!"
Xiang Laoba picked up his own weighing beam in a daze and hung up the plum meat cut by Fengzhong Sword.
"No more, no less, exactly two pounds!"
"Thank you, third brother! Let my mother-in-law give you two kilograms of soju another day." Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhongjian took the plum meat with one hand and turned to leave.
"Hey, you haven't given me the money yet!" Xiang Laosan, who had suffered a big loss, thought to himself, "Do you have to give me the money?"
As everyone stared in surprise, they heard a soft tinkling sound in the wind.
I saw a bunch of copper coins flying in the middle of the wind, and finally fell neatly into the butcher stall's iron stick with the coins on it, turning quickly and making a crisp sound.
The laughter of Feng Zhongjian came from far away: "I said, Third Brother, you are not short of money!"
A group of idle people watching the fun exploded with a bang!
Cutting off two kilograms of plum meat with one knife, they were stunned.
What's even more amazing is that ten copper coins flew into the iron sign that strings money through the air. I'm afraid no one can do these two things, right?
Shopkeeper Wang looked at Xiang Laosan and shrugged: "Just like him, give me two pounds!"
…
On this day, I dreamed of cooking myself, stir-fried vegetables, roasted plum meat, Feng Zhongjian opened another shot of shochu, and the aroma filled the room.
Watson and his sister did not drink. They had dinner early and were driven upstairs to sleep by their parents.
Feng Zhongjian drank two glasses of wine and then said nothing, watching the two women chatting one glass at a time.
"I remember those days..." Rui Meng's tongue was a bit big.
"I thought you were a teetotaler back then." The woman in the white dress mocked her.
Ruimeng looked at her depressedly and poured another glass silently. He continued: "I remember when I was in Phoenix Mountain, you were still a little girl..."
"I remember that you were extremely beautiful back then, but you were harmed by this liar. You were deceived all the way to this small town and became a yellow-faced woman!" The woman in the white dress sighed and said quietly.
Baiqun looked at her former senior sister and sighed again and again.
Ruimeng looked at her angrily and said, "That's why he was chasing me. You were just a kid at that time and you didn't know any better!"
The woman in the white dress lowered her head, looked at the wine stain left at the bottom of the glass, and said quietly: "I know, although there are many men in the world, senior sister only has eyes for this stinky guy!"
When he fell asleep, he was stunned and couldn't help but look at Feng Zhongjian, who was sitting silently beside him, and said, "Is your junior sister scolding you or me?"
The Sword in the Wind looked at her and shook his head, and said softly: "Even if it's rare for you to see me, there's no need to get drunk."
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