Sword of Coming

The teenager stepped on the fine starlight all the way, and went out to the creek in the town. Although it was in the night, Chen Pingan did not run slower than during the day. Chen Ping deliberately circumvented the position of the bridge with the deepest water level. The stream was far higher than other places. Chen Ping chose a stream with no water on his knees. He took off the bamboo basket and bent over to take it. A small bamboo raft hidden inside, tightly hung around the waist, take off the sandals, roll up the trousers, and then go into the water to touch the stone.

The wound in his left hand that was cut by broken porcelain was still painful. Naturally, he could not be soaked in water. The teenager could only use his right hand to turn the raft in the creek. In fact, the stone that dried up the river bed was the easiest to pick, but as Liu Yuyang said, The color will fade so much. Now Chen Ping has a rough understanding of the mystery from the black girl. It is not difficult to understand. I think these stones are actually like the old man who followed Yao’s old man’s head and chewed the hills. The soil, the seemingly ordinary soil, in some places, even across a hill, into the mouth, is a completely different taste.

Yao Laotou said that this is called the tree to move the dead, to move the earth into a Buddha, and to grab the mud in his hand. As soon as he leaves the original land, he will soon change his taste.

There is no name in the creek. The stones in the creek are as big as a fist and a small thumb. They are colorful, but they can be used by the towns. They have been used for generations to lie in the clear stream. No one really thinks it is a rare thing. If anyone wants to move these stones to his home, he must be treated as a fool, full of support, and with this strength, not to do more farm work, not a fool.

Chen Ping, who bent down and drowned, constantly moved and turned the big rocks at the bottom of the stream. Seven or eight stones had been placed in the bamboo poles. The freshman was not small, the colors were different, and the stone skin color was like the autumn hanging branches. The golden oranges are also white and delicate like baby's skin. There is also a group of dark, black and shiny, as well as brightly colored like a big red peach, and the color of the shrimp back is the most, and so on.

The stone of these villages, called the snake gallstones, is mostly small, and it is slippery and heavy in the hand. If it is lifted high in the sun during the day, or reflected in the candlelight in the middle of the night, the inner texture of the stone is faint and faint. Such as the tiny snake fish, a little open to watch, the skin color is like sparkling fish scales, snake scales.

About an hour later, Chen Ping’s waist was almost filled, and the original way back to the creek of the basket of sandals, first went to the shore and pulled a few large reeds, wild celery and dog tail grass, padded at the bottom of the basket. This put the stones into the basket, squatting on the sandals, tied the fishing rods, carrying the baskets, and going ashore. On the bank of the creek where the return was made before, put down the sandals and baskets again, and continued to turn over the creek. stone.

After a long while, Chen Pingan straightened up and looked up at the starry sky, hoping to see the meteor crossing the night sky, but obviously there was no such good luck tonight. After returning to God, Chen continued to rely on faint starlight and extraordinary eyesight to do what a financial fan should do.

Every time he successfully turned out the stone, Chen Pingan gave birth to a joy. For the teenager, every stone is like a hope.

Unconsciously, Chen Pingan has accumulated more than half of the baskets of stones, totaling more than 80 pieces, the largest of which is bigger than his fists. The color is extremely eye-catching, like the chicken blood condensed into a group, and the color is bright and positive, not at all. It gives people an uncomfortable feeling that there is almost no crack in such a large stone. At this time, Chen Pingan walked on the shore and went to the next section of the stream. He was playing a medium-sized snake gallstone in his hand. It was light green. It was much lighter than the plum in the small town porcelain. The stone was round and smooth, very cute. I like it at a glance.

Chen Pingan went to the huge bluestone cliff on the shore. The children of the town took a bath in this stream in the hot summer days. The water under the cliff was especially deep. The deepest pit had two Chen’s peace, which is the depth of this stream. In the deep pool under the bridge, the water-based teenager, who likes to compete here, stays under the puddle for a long time.

The reason why Chen Pingan chose this deep pit was because he used to bathe here with Liu Yuyang and found that the snake gallstones at the bottom of the pit were extremely numerous. Liu Yuyang once again showed his water superiority, and even deliberately fell down with a snake gallstone. Chen Ping remembers that the stone must be at least as big as the head of Gu Yu, the stone is slightly white and transparent, and there are bright red dots inside, like the frozen peach petals.

At that time, Liu Yuyang felt that the move was quite meaningful. He asked Chen Pingan to help him to bring such a large piece of stone home. As a result, he went to the town. Without a qualitatively tall teenager, he felt boring and let Chen Pingan solve the stone himself. Chen When he was safe, he just walked into the mud bottle lane and found that the next door, Juegui, was inexplicably behind him, and he did not talk. He kept staring at the stone in his arms, and his eyes and Chen Ping’s every time he saw the sale of Xinghua Lane. The meat bag was almost the same. Chen Pingzhen couldn’t hold her eyes, and she gave the stone to her. As a result, she couldn’t move at first, and almost stumbled. Chen Pingan had to move to the courtyard of Song’s salary. Go, as for the final whereabouts of the stone, Chen Ping will not know.

The stone is as white as water and the peach blossoms float.

Like the peach blossoms behind the peach leaf lane, the twilight leeks.

Even before today, Chen Ping did not know the mystery of this stone. He always felt that the big stone was really beautiful.

Chen Ping sighed and suddenly stopped.

Thirty steps away, on the blue stone cliff of the creek, sitting in a Tsinghua girl, snoring, but she is still stuffing things into her mouth.

The first impression in Chen Ping’s mind, the girl should be starved to death, and she will be so hungry in the middle of the night.

When Chen Ping thought about it, he would not come closer, for fear of disturbing the mood of the girl eating late at night. However, he did not turn around and left. After all, he has made up his mind. He must go to the puddle to try his luck tonight. Every time he touches a stone or two, it will be a success. The water will always be successful. The snake gallstones in the pit are larger than the rest of the stream, and the colors seem to be more vivid.

Chen Ping's water is not as good as Liu Yuyang, but it is not bad.

Chen Pingan did not think that the strange girl had finished eating, and picked up the same food from the side, there was no idle stop, and the gang did not have time to rise. Chen Pingan carrying a heavy basket of heavy stones, thinking that waiting for the next water to touch the stone is also a physical activity, and then side off the basket and placed on the ground.

Chen Pingan underestimated the hearing of the girl in Tsing Yi. The result was that when the girl was gently put it, the girl suddenly erected her ears and her eyes swept directly.

Chen Pingan is not good to say that you are slowly eating, so I have to laugh.

The girl's expression was a little sluggish, and she hit two full, and then she seemed to have reached it. She quickly stood up and stretched her hand to beat her chest.

Chen Pingan discovered that she was not very old, her neck was down, and the scenery there was really spectacular. She did not lose many women who had raised children.

The chest shirt is very tight.

Chen Pingan quickly took back his sight, but there was no evil thoughts.

The Tsing Yi girl remembered that she had brought a kettle, and she did not forget to turn her back to Chen Pingan. She poured a big sip of water on her head and breathed it smoothly.

The teenager who was carrying the sandals had only one simple thought at the time. The fabric of the girl’s clothes must not be a bargain, otherwise it would not be able to eat so much.

Tsing Yi girls continue to eat, this time a lot of concealment, at least the gang is not so exaggerated, bowing a small mouth and bite, from time to time to take a look at the strange little town teenager, a pair of peach-like narrow eyes, the end of the eye slightly Awkward, let the girl be born like a young fox charm.

She seems to be asking the teenager with her eyes. You are going to go on the road and continue on the road.

Chen Pingan was helpless and had to stretch his fingers to the stream outside the blue stone cliff. He shouted: "I am not passing by here, I am going to the river on your side."

She looked at the thin boy and didn't talk.

Chen Pingan quickly picked up a stone from the basket and continued to explain: "I am going to pick up these stones in the stream."

The girl suddenly remembered the matter of the matter, and put her finger on her mouth, indicating that Chen did not speak, and then she moved the position, apparently letting Chen go through, she would not hinder him from getting into the water.

Chen Pingan had to pick up the basket and walked over with the scalp. Fortunately, the blue stone cliff was very big, and he could stand more than ten people, and the girl had taken the initiative to sit on the edge, unlike before the legs were straight, and the legs were sitting cross-legged. There was an open parcel on her knees, filled with a variety of pastry snacks, like a hill. So far, a girl has eaten a small hill.

Chen Pingan put down the sandals, baskets and bamboo rafts. Originally, I thought about it in the middle of the night. I just hit the bare-chested water. Now I don’t think about it. I’m sitting next to a strange yellow-haired niece, and she doesn’t say whether she will scream. If this is to see or hear from her parents, Chen Ping estimates that he has to be interrupted by two legs.

Chen Pingan came to the edge of Shiya, a fierce rushing into the bottom of the puddle.

Soon I touched a stone, the size of the palm, but unfortunately not a snake gallstone, I had to wipe a face and continue to dive. After three times, I finally touched a black-black snake gallstone. Chen Pingan climbed up the stone cliff wetly, put it into the basket, and then continued to plunge into the water.

From beginning to end, the girls are all facing each other, busy eating.

Less than half an hour, Chen Pingan has already figured out seven or eight stones. Except for the first color, the other stones are large and bright.

The last time I plunged down, but I didn’t take the stone to the shore, but grabbed the live fish of the length of the palm. The town is commonly known as slate fish. When I meet someone, I like to hide under the stone. The meat tastes very beautiful, but it is generally A little longer than the fingers, there are very few slate fish in the hands of Chen Pingan. Before Chen Pingan, I was actually stealing the cracks in the bottom of the pit. I touched a few, but at the time, I gave it to the stone. This time it was a flash of light. Suddenly I felt that if I could catch a dozen fish tonight, I will cook the pot tomorrow. The fish soup is good for Ning girl.

After Chen Pingan went ashore, he threw the fish into the bamboo pole.

When I caught the fish ashore for the second time, Chen Pingan suddenly found that the girl was kneeling beside the fishing rod. She looked at the fish that was lying alone and a fish. She could see her face full of radiance, just like the child in the past. The alley saw the stone almost.

Chen Pingan threw the second slate fish into the bamboo raft.

The girl slowly raised her head.

The bare-footed boy has turned and walked quickly, and then ran down the creek.

After listening to the boy’s plop, the girl quickly grabbed a fish from the bamboo pole and looked down at them still jumping. She looked serious and nodded: “Great and powerful!”

The girl in Tsing Yi knows that there are many weird sights in this town. The name of the well named Xinghua Lane is not long. Not far from the covered bridge, the predecessor is actually a stone arch bridge spanning three thousand years of the creek. There is a rusty iron sword at the bottom of the bridge. The tip of the sword points to the bottom of the green pool. The 12-foot crab archway, the grass outside the ancestral hall, the ruined mud statue, the porcelain mountain in the north, the porcelain that was accumulatively judged as the defective product by the dynasties of the dynasties, was all broken. Broken, and so on.

She even knows most of the reasons.

When she was very young, she followed the South and the North, so she was well-deserved to see the big world.

But when Chen Ping’s third time grabbed the slate fish ashore, the girl with her hands empty was still kneeling beside the fishing rod, but the two hands were still secretly wiping the clothes horn. She looked up at the barefoot teenager and approached, just like The common people looked at the eyes of the gods.

Chen Pingan was misunderstood by her eccentric eyes, tentatively asked: "Do you want these fish?"

The girl subconsciously nodded hard.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "These three things will be given to you. Then I will catch it again."

The girl blinked and smiled. Fox charm and fox charm.