Hidden Blade Chapter 32: Bearing the sky and descending to the earth

"There are foxes in the west, and their eyes are full of autumn and their mouth is full of spring. Dust √ Yuan × Wen → Xue ↗ Net"

"Turning into a human form to travel in the world, I chanced upon a Taoist immortal."

On the streets of Luchuan City, Mr. Wei sang the ballad again. His tone was tactful and his voice was slightly hoarse, but the twists and turns of the story and the flying shadow puppets still attracted a lot of people to stop.

Chu Qiuli, who knew that Mr. Wei's business was directly related to the quality of his next meal, was busy greeting the pedestrians and stopped to watch.

The snow is still falling, and a thin layer of snow has spread on the ground of Luchuan City.

A couple of men and women walked in the snow not far away.

The man is in his thirties, he wears a crow-blue velvet sweater, and his face is sturdy. The woman was in her early twenties, with a good-looking appearance, dressed in white and carrying a long sword. The two looked close, and they just walked here side by side.

"A storm is rising in the southern border, and the enchanting chaos is prosperous!"

"The young man drew his sword, and the fox shadows meet each other."

"The evil and enchanted tricks are so strange, the life of the Taoist is hanging by the needle."

"In order to save the sweetheart, the demon girl appeared in real form."

"Huh?" Such a story is obviously very easy to attract the girl's attention. The woman stopped at that time and looked sideways at the shadow puppet show that was being performed.

"Like it?" The man beside him gave the woman a cowardly look, and asked softly.

"Hmm." The woman nodded.

The man smiled and said: "Then just listen."

......

"The old man rebuilds the loess, the Taoist walks in the snow and frost."

"Thousands of years, a young man turned into a heaven and a human."

"Born by the lotus pond, the immortal knots hair."

"The young man’s eyes are cold, and the immortals are thrown away by his sleeves."

"A sword pierced the sky, just ask why it's not flat!"

When the song ended, everyone applauded, and the woman's eyes were already a little red.

The man just showed a different face, and whispered softly: "This story of the Great Zhou Daomen Qinglianguan Patriarch's story is unexpectedly still being sung."

The woman next to her didn't hear him really, turned her head to look at him, and was about to ask.

"Oh, thank you, thank you everyone." At this time, Chu Qiuli, who was asking for reward, had already brought the old man's porcelain bowl to the two of them. At this moment, there were nearly a hundred copper coins in those porcelain bowls. These listeners The shots were still considered generous, and Chu Qiuli smiled even more.

"Brother Yan." The woman whispered to the man at that time. Although she didn't say much, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Got it." The man stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of the girl's nose, then took out a twelve of broken silver from his arms and put it into Chu Qiuli's bowl.

Kang Dang.

The silver fell into the porcelain bowl with a crisp sound.

Suddenly attracted everyone's surprised gaze, and Chu Qiuli opened his eyes wide, looking at the man incredulously.

The man and the woman just smiled faintly, and then turned to leave.

Chu Qiuli was about to thank him at that time, but the Mr. Wei behind him seemed to have noticed the situation here, his rare expression changed quickly and walked to Chu Qiuli’s side, shattering the one or two. Yin took it out and said to the man: "This brother, the old man just sang a song, is the money more expensive?"

Chu Qiuli, who was about to say thank you, suddenly changed his face when he heard the words, and cursed in his heart, this old guy has money and doesn't make money, but he doesn't dare to say anything on the face. Mr. Chao Wei made a face, but the other party didn't notice it.

"The old gentleman keeps it." The man said with a smile, and then he said nothing, leading the woman and disappeared into the night.

......

On the way back to the inn, Mr. Wei looked uncharacteristically solemn, Chu Qiuli secretly felt strange, but did not dare to say anything.

Until they returned to their rooms, Chu Qiuli took Ning Zhumang to find Xu Han, and said mysteriously: "Hey, Xiao Han, do you think that old boy is strange? He didn’t see him like this when he was making money. Today, others gave him one or two pennies. Look at his appearance, so reluctant, as if he suffered a big loss."

Xu Han, whose cultivation base is broken, is in a pretty good mood. Hearing what Chu Qiuli said, he couldn't help but give the big man a blank look and said: "The old gentleman has the old gentleman's mind. Malicious speculation, besides..."

Speaking of this, Xu Han paused slightly. He wanted to share with Chu Qiuli what Mr. Wei had realized today, so as not to let his playful temperament really offend the old man someday, but then he thought about it again. If I feel wrong, I can only say: "Anyway, don't add any obstacles to your husband in the future."

Hearing this, Chu Qiuli glanced at his mouth, "Don't worry, Chu is still pointing at him for dinner, just talk about it."

When Xu Han and Ning Zhumang saw him like this, they could only look at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile.

......

In the room next to them, Mr. Wei put the wooden box on his back aside, opened the box, smashed it for a while, and finally found the porcelain bowl with the copper coins.

No candles were lit in the door, except for the moonlight from the window, there was no more light in the room.

But then, there was a golden light in the porcelain bowl held by the old man.

The light is not dazzling, but it is warm.

The old man's expression became awe-inspiring at that moment. He was sitting right up, holding the bottom of the porcelain bowl with one hand, and slowly covering the opening of the porcelain bowl with the other. At that moment, the whole body of the porcelain bowl was shining brightly, a majestic aura gushing from the old man's body, and rays of sunlight rose from behind him.

"Bear the sky and travel to the world, sing the common people and ask the gods."

"One piece of copper plate, one piece of thought, one hundred thousand silver coins make a great aspiration!"

As he slowly said the words, the light around the porcelain bowl in his hand gradually extinguished, but the glow behind him suddenly escaped at that time and scattered towards the outside of the house.

The night is getting deeper, and most of the people in Luchuan City have fallen into a deep sleep, but a ray of light flashes through the streets and alleys of Luchuan City and escapes into a family.

They may have large wealthy businessmen outside ~IndoMTL.com~ or ordinary people living in shabby rooms, or old people with white hair over sixties, and there are no shortage of pink boys who have just tied their hair. Without exception, these have all heard the old man's opera on the streets of Lu Chuancheng, and they have also generously donated their money and gave him one or two copper plates.

As the sun light enters the body, the breath of their body becomes longer at that moment. Although there is no difference in a short period of time, both the future life and the speed of practice will be stronger than before. Several times.

After finishing this, the old man's eyes slowly opened.

At that moment, there seemed to be a lot more wrinkles on his face, and his spine seemed to be rickety when he walked.

But he didn't realize it, he just took out the broken silver that was still in the light from the porcelain bowl, and placed it in front of his eyes to measure it.

After dozens of breaths, the old man gently grasped the hand holding the broken silver, and the light on the broken silver was completely annihilated at that moment. The old man saw the broken silver carefully put into his arms. He patted lightly, and then let out a long sigh.

"Oh, another cause and effect..."