Sword of Coming

Before Chen Pingan led Ning Yao to a colorful idol, Jomobi had a head higher than the young man. He had three pairs of arms. Now there is only one arm of the highest point, high lift, and the lowest point. Shaking hands, the reason why one arm can shake hands, it turns out that the gods are staggered, so even if the other arm is broken shoulders, the palms and wrists still have to stay.

The colorful clay sculpture is a man of the armor, the big cockroach, the armor cockroach, the scales are continuous, and the edge of the nail piece is decorated with two bead lines. The sapphire particles are full, compared with the ugly ugly of Liu Yuyang’s family ancestors, only selling It is really the gap between the child and the mother-in-law.

The gods stepped on a square black stone block. Compared with the headless statue of the two people who were sent to the fence last night, this painted idol has many broken arms and colorful mottled, but still reveals a sense of flying. Spiritual god. The most important thing is that the mud is like the waist of the gods, and the hands are intertwined, and the posture is extremely strange.

Ning Yao saw the clue at a glance and understood why Chen Pingan had to rush to bring himself to the place and nodded. "It is indeed like the stand on the mountain spectrum, but with the sword stove on the boxing, a bit different."

Ning Yao thought for a moment and asked: "Is the other broken arm found nearby?"

Chen Pingan squatted on the ground and shook his head in a pity: "I haven't found it, and I haven't found it. It is estimated that the children who have been here to hide and seek have been trampled. After so many years, these earth gods and bodhisattvas are estimated to suffer. I have eaten it. You look at this, the tallest fist, the wrist is missing a big piece, there are many cracks beside it, obviously it is for people to use slingshots, or stone ruins, the children of the town are In this way, the more adults are not allowed to come here to play, the more they like to sneak up here to grab and dig wild vegetables, especially when it is snowing every year, often dozens of people are playing snowballs here, very lively, after playing crazy Where did you care? When I was a child, I also liked to compare, to see who climbed higher, and people like to climb to the top of the statue to pee, farther than anyone else, so you think, one year, there is no complete The mud is like, in fact, when I was a child, I still had a few statues of woodcarvings. Later I heard that lazy people were too tired to take up the mountain and cut wood. They stared at them. When they first entered the winter, they secretly pulled home and chopped them into firewood. Wo burned."

The boy has been there for a while, some low and sentimental. "I was dissatisfied with the old man by Yao, and I went to the mountain to burn charcoal. If I knew someone in the town to do this, I must persuade myself to persuade. No, I can promise to help him cut wood. The Tumu Goddess Mud Bodhisattva, although it never shows up, but it is also a Bodhisattva god, and the result is slashed into firewood, this wicked thing, how can we do it..."

The focus of Ning Yao and Chen Ping’s attention at this moment is quite different.

Ning Yao held his chin in one hand and held his elbow in one hand. The eyes were full of brilliance and slowly said: "If I didn't guess wrong, the sword furnace of your family's boxing is born out of this, but not now you see These hands, but the Taoist spirits, like the pair of arms in the middle, are the swords that come out of the disappearing hands, although I don’t know why people who write the boxing only choose one, and there is no choice. Now we see this gesture, but I can be sure that the sword furnace, or the spirit officer refers to the sword, maybe there is a difference in size."

Chen Pingan heard the clouds, but did not forget to refute: "The boxing is Gu Yu, I am on my behalf."

Ning Yao did not care about Chen Ping’s care, and pointed his finger at the sword stove shelf of the Taoist spiritual officer. He explained: “If you don’t see it, the right hand is pointed out on the boxing, and here are the nine fingers, entangled, surrounded, and phased. Buckle, only a left index of one index finger, just out of the show. For the sake of the sword, it is used to nourish the index finger."

Ning Yao said to himself: "I have been walking around you for many years, and I have seen many of the four kings of the temples, and the statues of the various roads, this statue of mud..."

Chen Ping quietly waited for the following. After waiting for a long time, he did not wait for the answer. He had to ask: "Is there any strange place?"

Ning Yao nodded, a serious saying: "It is the shortest."

The teenager on the ground did not say anything, just gave her a thumbs up.

Ning Yao turned and asked: "Have you ever seen a statue of the sacred door that is taller than yours?"

"Of course I haven't seen it." Chen Pingan stunned and wondered: "Is the Yunyun Mountain on our side?"

Ning Yao stunned, explained: "It is the highest mountain in your place. A long time ago, it was said that there was a high-ranking man who buried a Tianshi seal on the side of the Phiyun Mountain to suppress this world. Dragon gas."

Chen Ping’s eyes lit up. "Do you know the general orientation? Can we dig?"

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Why, I want to dig up and sell money?"

Chen Ping, who was exposed to the truth, was slightly stunned and frankly said: "It is not necessary to sell money. As long as it is a good thing and a valuable item, it is good to stay at home and pass the family treasure."

Ning Yao used his finger to volley the guy in the eyes of the money. He didn’t have a good air: "If you can open a sect in the future, I guess you have such a swallow, a family leader, and a disciple." It’s good to eat and wear for a lifetime.

Chen Ping did not think so far. As for the opening of the school, it is hard to listen and understand.

He stood up and asked: "No matter how big or small, is it a kind of sword furnace?"

Ning Yao nodded: "The size of the sword furnace, divided into left and right hands, the object of true nourishment, definitely not the left index finger and the right hand tail finger, but all the way up, until ..."

When Ning Yao talked about it, she closed her eyes and couldn't even stand up the pile. She could feel the heart. She blinked her fingers and pointed her finger at the back of the head. They were jade pillow and Tianzhu. The two acupoints are indeed more suitable for warming the life of the flying sword. She smiled and said: "The left hand sword furnace corresponds to this, the right hand is pointing here."

Chen Pingan said: "Ning girl, in fact, I always wanted to ask, this sword furnace is said to be a pile of boxing, can be twisted and twisted by fingers, this has a relationship with the practice of punching? Can you grow your strength?"

Ning Yao is a bit dumbfounded.

If it is not for Ning Yao to explain the martial arts or the practice of the door, it would be too difficult for her, let alone let her tell the way, how to cross the big and small pits. After all, for Ning Yao himself, these most boring reasons, do you still need to say export? Isn’t it natural that you should be familiar with it?

So the girl boarded up the face and learned the young man: "The realm is not enough, say it white! You ask so much, just bury your head and practice hard! How can you not eat?"

Chen Pingan will be suspicious and cautiously said: "Ning girl, is that true?"

Ning Yao’s hands were around his chest, and his face was full of righteous expressions. He asked: “No??”

Chen Pingan no longer asks about this matter, looking up at the painted gods that Ning Yao called the Daomen Lingguan, saying: "This is the **** of the landlord."

Ning Yao reluctantly said: "What is Lu Daochang's **** of their family? First, Taoist Taoist, although there is a family word, it is definitely not the home of the people in your town. The Taoist family is far beyond your imagination, even Even I don't know if there is a Taoist in the door. How many genres are there, just listen to what I said, and now the ancestral hall is divided into four parts: north and south... forget it, telling you that these are the cows playing the piano. Second, the gods, although you I am used to reading together, and even the ordinary people of the whole world are like this. In the final analysis, God and immortal are not the same way. I will give you an example. People will fight for a sigh of relief. Have you been?"

Chen Ping nodded: "Before the apricot flower alley horse often quarreled with Gu Yu, I can always hear this sentence."

Ning Yao has quite a few points at this time. "Buddha fights for a fragrant incense, why do you want to fight? Because God really needs incense, without incense, God will gradually weaken, and eventually loses boundless mana, the reason is very simple, Just like a person who doesn’t eat whole grains for several days, where is the strength? Why do secular courts want local officials to ban obscenity? The fear is that the world’s incense is messy, making some people or things that should not be gods, sitting on the gods. Position, take a step back and say that even if they are arrogant, they are good-natured people. They are willing to sway the local people year after year, never surpassing the rules of the heavens and the earth, but for the emperor who is self-proclaimed as the "real dragon body" These obscenities that are not sealed by the imperial court are the feng shui of the evil side. It is tantamount to splitting the town and weakening the dynasty. It is the way to dig the wall, because it will shorten the number of years of the country, and let the side of the couch let others sleep. ”

"As for the immortal, it is very simple. The foreigners you see are counted as eighty-nine. Even the old man in Zhengyang Mountain is half a fairy. They walk on the avenue by themselves and climb step by step. It leads to the immortal top of the mountain. The person who practices is also known as the refiner, and the practice is called immortality or comprehension."

Chen Pingan asked: "So is this Daomen Lingguan officially a **** or a fairy? According to Ning girl, should it be regarded as a fairy in the door?"

Ning Yao’s face was solemn and he shook his head gently. He did not continue to break the sky.

She suddenly frowned.

A stone was inexplicably blazed, and he slammed on the fist of the sacred statue, and found a lot of debris.

Ning Yao waved his hand and dispelled the muddy dust on his head.

Chen Ping stood up and followed Ning Yao’s line of sight. He turned his head and looked at it, and saw an unexpected figure.

There was a dark and thin little boy who was kneeling on a fallen statue in the distance. One hand kept throwing stones and catching stones.

Chen Pingan turned and stood side by side with Ning Yao. He whispered: "His name is Ku Xi Xuan, the grandson of the horse-in-law of Xinghua Alley. It is a strange person. He didn't like talking when he was young. He met him in the creek last time. Ma Bianxuan also took the initiative to talk to me. He obviously knew that the snake gallstone was very valuable."

The boy named Ma Kuixuan stood up and continued to measure the stone. He smiled at Ning Yao and Chen Pingan and opened the door to see the mountain road: "If I go to Fu Lu Street Li Zhai, I will find the old lady in Zhengyang Mountain. You two, I think I can get a bag of money. But if you give me two bags of money, I will pretend that I have not seen anything. Just say good, just do business, don't think about killing people, So many gods and bodhisattvas on the ground can look at us, be careful to be retribution."

Ning Yao, who was angry and angry, was about to speak, but Chen Pingping grabbed his arm. He stepped forward and asked the horse bitter Xuan Shen: "If I am willing to give money, can you really say it?"

Ma Bianxuan glimpsed a little, as if he did not expect this young girl, so good to talk, actually did business with himself.

However, he was too lazy to continue acting. He took out a gorgeous and precious money bag and threw it on the ground. He smiled and said: "I have already got paid in Li, but I am not for money, Mushui Lane Chen. Ping An, the neighbor next door to Song’s salary, right? You have to blame the guy around you, it’s too annoying. She broke a lot of people’s big things yesterday.”

The teenager pulled his mouth and pointed his finger at himself. "Like me."

Chen Ping looked around.

Ma Bian Xuan looked to Ning Yao, smiled and said: "Reassured, the old man has something to deal with temporarily, I will take advantage of this opportunity, I want to ask you for the same thing, you know what it is, right?"

Ning Yao sneered and said: "Be careful and have no life."

Ma Xiaoxuan Lehe said: "You are not my wife, I am worried about this."

Chen Pingan can't imagine, such a ghostly guy, how can someone think this person is a fool?

Ning Yao’s face was gloomy. He touched Chen’s shoulder and whispered: “I don’t know why Feijian is around here and can’t get in.”

Ma Bianxuan slightly shifted his line of sight and smiled at Chen Pingan. "It was a wonderful battle on the roof yesterday. I happened to see it. Oh, yes, you can take off the sandbags tied to the calves, or else you are chasing. Not mys."

Chen Pingguo really squats down, slowly rolling up the pants, and the line of sight has been placed on Ma Kuixuan.

Until this time, Ning Yao was surprised to find that Chen Ping’s trousers were inside, and there was a circle of sandbags on the calves.

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao explained: "In a very small time, Yang’s grandfather Yang of Yangjiapu once smashed me and did not take it down. Originally intended to deal with the fourth breath of the old man, now think about it. It’s almost the same, because I always think that this guy named Ma Bianxuan is as dangerous as the old man."

Ma Bianxuan gently jumped down the idol, and glanced at the heroic girl in the dark green robes, and said to herself: "I thought I would wait for me to go out of town, I will meet the enemy of the first avenue, I did not expect I bumped up so quickly. Haha, it’s really luck that I can’t stop it.”

Ning Yao suddenly asked: "Chen Pingan, the guy also gave the cow's tail when he was a child?"

Chen Pingan stood up, gently rubbed his feet, left and right, several times, seriously thinking about the problem of Ning girl, and replied: "Ma mother is very rich, so I remember this horse of the bitter Xuan family, especially Big, that cow's tail is picking up, it's scary."

When Chen Pingan stood up, Ma Kuixuan squatted down and grabbed a stone in the left hand.

Finally, the boy in the mud bottle lane and the apricot flower apricot, two peers, facing each other.