Red Heart Survey

Jiang An'an is actually very willing to listen to her brother's reasoning. As long as her brother is a little serious, she will listen carefully.

Because in this world, no one is more important than my brother, and no one is more correct than my brother.

Of course, when it comes to homework, her "obedience" will be a little tortuous.

"Brother, don't worry, I won't kill people casually." Jiang Anan held the sword box and pointed three fingers to the sky with his right hand: "I, Jiang Anan, swear -"

Jiang Wang slapped her swearing hand down: "Don't swear easily."

He added: "If someone threatens you, don't be soft."

Jiang Anan blinked: "Is it soft or not?"

Shopkeeper Bai stood by and conveyed his intention in time: "In short, you can't bully the weak or bully others, but if someone wants to bully you, use this sword and kill that person thoroughly."

"What does it mean to kill thoroughly?" Jiang Anan asked curiously.

Bai Yuxia smiled and said: "Kill them and scatter them back to the sea of ​​​​origin, there is no possibility of resurrection."

"Then what should we do?" Jiang Anan's big eyes were full of desire for knowledge.

Bai Yuxia was very positive: "There are many ways to do this. Come on, let me tell you. First of all, you must know this vital part of the human body -"

"Ahem!" Jiang Wang coughed lightly and interrupted this temporary small class: "What about, An'an, your Uncle Ye has written again, asking you to return to Lingxiao Pavilion early, saying that he wants to teach you some dharma, it seems very important. …”

Jiang Anan said: "Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Heavenly Thunder Dharma?"

"Oh yes, that's the name!"

"Let's play for two more days." Jiang Anan said nonchalantly: "Just say I'm sick."

"That's fine!" Jiang Wang agreed readily: "Brother, I really can't let you go. There happens to be a set of famous calligraphy collections over there in Chu State. It's still on the way. I wonder if it can be delivered in time... You can play with it for three more days. Make sure the time is accurate.”

"Stupid Hui!" Jiang Anan turned around and shouted: "Pack your luggage, take your rice bowl, let's evacuate!"

Silly Gray howled and ran away.

Jiang Wang frowned: "Chu Yao, please stop shaking, my teacher's eyes are dizzy from your shaking."

Chu Yao, who had squeezed back in, stopped and smiled slyly.

"Here." Jiang Wang casually threw a long old cloth bag over: "This is your sword."

"Thank you, Master!" Chu Yao jumped up, caught it quickly, carefully held the sword bag in his hand, and carefully observed the texture of the cloth: "Master, this sword bag is so unique, it must be worth every penny. Money, right?”

Jiang Wang waved his hand: "Your uncle Lian Que used the cloth to clean the stove and wrapped it for you. Just use it, it's not a good wrap."

Chu Yao is an optimist: "Master, I understand that a peerless sword has no scabbard to hide its edge. The two of you wrapped it in this rag because you want to tell me the truth about treasures concealing themselves and teach me to be a low-key person!"

"I didn't think so much about it." Jiang Wang scratched his head: "Because this sword is also made of scraps, so it is reasonable to wrap it with scraps... right?"

"Hahaha!" Chu Yao laughed three times: "Master, you can't fool me."

"I, Chu Yao, am also named Sword today!" He tore the rag and said, "Come out, the third best sword in the world!"

What appeared in his hand was a gray scabbard sword. To say it is a sword may be a bit condescending. It looks like a big iron bar, with an uneven hilt that undulates irregularly, like an iron bar that hasn't been forged at all.

Chu Yao was silent for a moment.

This look... looks like the sword made by Uncle Lianque. This appearance just matches it!

Zhu Weiwo asked with great interest: "Why did you just say it was the third best swordsman in the world?"

Chu Yao said without enthusiasm: "The first is Sauvignon Blanc, the second is Zhaoxue Jinghong, and the third..."

His frustration came and went quickly, and he was full of fighting spirit in an instant: "The gentleman is in his body but not in his weapon. The third one is my Chu Yao's sword!"

"Oh? Really?" Shopkeeper Bai looked at him kindly and casually revealed the comet tail sword at his waist.

Chu Yao's momentum weakened: "How about fourth?"

Lian Yuchan coughed.

Chu Yao said with a sad face: "Fifth is fine."

Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction: "Since ancient times, no one has been praised for owning a sword. Only those famous swords have left their names in history because of their owners. Chu Yao, I don't intend to pull out your fifth sword in the world." His famous sword, look at its edge?"

Chu Yao regained his energy in an instant, knowing that there was still a surprise, what a naughty master!

He grabbed the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, imitating his master's heroic gesture of pulling the sword horizontally, and pulled it out with a loud bang——

A broken iron bar.

The edge of the sword cannot be seen, the spine of the sword is very rugged, the sword pattern has never been seen, and the tip of the sword is not sharp at all.

It makes sense that a sword that looks like an iron bar is hidden inside a scabbard that looks like an iron bar.

"Master..."

Chu Yao looked at his beloved master, his eyes finally a little confused.

Jiang Wang watched the change in his expression with a smile. He also smiled and raised his sword fingers, gently placing them on the broken iron bar: "Watch it -"

The sword finger touched the edge of the iron bar and lightly rubbed it.

It's like the process of lighting an oil lamp in a dark room.

In an instant, the sword radiated into the sky!

Chu Yao almost closed his eyes, but he opened them hard. The dazzling sword light made him shed tears.

He shouted: "A peerless sword! My Chu Yao's sword!"

Jiang Wang's sword finger slowly moved back, and the sword light gradually dimmed, like a river of stars, disappearing into the night.

The sword became ordinary again.

Jiang Wang bent his index finger and gently scraped away Chu Yao's tears that were pierced by the sword light: "You are too strong. In the future, you must remember that no matter how powerful the sword is, most of the time, the edge is hidden in the sheath. The same is true for people. , The road is long and you don’t have to be strong at everything.”

Chu Yao held the sword in his arms and bowed respectfully: "Disciple, remember this."

He immediately smiled brightly and said, "Master, what's the name of this sword? The marks on the sword's body are mysterious, complicated and messy. I really can't recognize whether there are any inscriptions on it."

"Its name is hidden in the sword's glow, and you can see it when you have mastered the eye skills." Jiang Wang said: "There are many people in this world, just like this sword, who started from humble beginnings and look ordinary. No. Prominent, not noble, cannot be put in a treasure box, not favored by others...but it can sharpen an edge that is unparalleled in the world."

"Towering trees grow from seedlings. Thousands of feet of dangerous peaks are built on tiny soil. The so-called husband should not be young! Chu Yao, a young boy like you is a person with infinite possibilities. Even a teacher dare not underestimate him. you."

"The name of this sword is 'Youth'."

"When I was a boy..." Chu Yao murmured the name of the sword and said seriously: "Just like Master, you picked me out of the brick kiln. Although those bricks and tiles are dusty and ugly, they can build a beautiful house. Disciple It’s just that piece of dusty tile, but one day it will be erected on a tall building!”

At the age of fifteen, he had already developed some high-spiritedness. He had become famous in Xingyueyuan, and was taught by a famous teacher in Bai Yujing. He was now a teenager.

"The story of a young man growing up to be a hero is certainly inspiring, and walking from the foot of the mountain to the top step by step is also a scenery of life. But what Master wants to tell you more is-" Jiang Wang pressed his shoulder: "You must always remember the things in your life. In the spring when the grass grows and the orioles fly, remember your youth. A man's true honor comes from guarding beautiful things."

Chu Yao nodded vigorously: "Master, I will never forget it! This disciple will definitely reach the top, make a lot of money, protect Bai Yujing Restaurant, and respect you!"

Jiang Wang raised his hand and slapped him: "You are obsessed with money!"

Chu Yao shrank his neck. But this slap was raised high and then gently put down, which shocked him: "Go ahead and finish your homework for today."

"Okay!" Chu Yaoji held his sword preciously and went happily.

"Brother!" Jiang An'an poked her head out from upstairs: "Do you really want me to go back to Yun Kingdom now? Don't you want to stay for two more days? It's okay to practice calligraphy!"

"I do think so." Jiang Wang smiled and said, "But I'm afraid Pavilion Master Ye will beat me. He is old and frail, so I can't fight back."

"Humph." Jiang Anan wrinkled her nose: "You still want to fight him on New Year's Eve! You are not afraid of him at all."

"You are wrong! Although he has a bad temper, is rude, and is petty...how can I care about him?" Jiang Wang said with a smile: "We are rowing, not boxing - besides, you are the true successor of Lingxiao Pavilion. , your schoolwork should still focus on him.”

Jiang Anan said again: "Then do you have anything to say to sister Qingyu?"

Jiang Wang smiled brightly: "We can write letters."

Jiang Anan snorted again and packed up her luggage obediently.

…

…

Jiang Anan went back to Lingxiao Pavilion, and Bai Yuxia gave it to her.

Somehow, as soon as the little girl left, the restaurant became very empty.

Jiang Wang walked back to the quiet room on the top floor alone, turned around suddenly, and Zhu Weiwo followed him expressionlessly.

"Brother Zhu, are you okay?" Jiang Wangxiao asked.

"Are you okay?" Zhu Weiwo asked.

"Yes!" Jiang Wang said.

Zhu Weiwo then dropped his right hand, a spark exploded in his palm, and shot the gun behind him: "It's still the same as before - do you want to use the salary to shoot the gun?"

Jiang Wang laughed: "That's inexplicable! I want to retreat behind closed doors, so why should I borrow your salary gun?"

Zhu Weiwo raised his sword eyebrows with a sharp edge: "Senior brother, although he is not as good as you now, he is only one step away from Dongzhen, so it is not useless."

"Who dares to say that you are useless!" Jiang Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Senior Brother, you were the person I admired most when I was in Zhuang State! Why do you suddenly say this today? Since we are only one step away from Dongzhen, then work harder and get it as soon as possible Take this step, then spread the law as soon as possible, and welcome the master's wife back as soon as possible, don't make her wait."

Zhu Weiwo looked at him: "Where did you go out this time? What happened?"

"Elder brother, why do you seem to be interrogating me!" Jiang Wangpo looked helpless: "Nothing happened, I just wandered around, including Qi State, Chu State, grassland, Xumi Mountain, and Xuankong Temple. Oh, we also went to Taixu Mountain. Are you interested?"

Zhu Weiwo asked again: "Why did you send An An away suddenly?"

"It turns out that I can't bear to leave An An! Why are you so weird?" Jiang Wang sighed: "I don't want to either. Master Ye Pavilion has already told me about the teachings. What can I do? Can I delay An An's study? After all, she is the true successor of Lingxiao Pavilion, right? Let’s talk about something else, what’s going on with the Mo family recently, are you paying attention?”

Zhu Weiwo was a little serious: "Don't always talk about mine when talking about your own business."

"...Sure." Jiang Wang spread his hands and said, "If you don't care, then you don't care. But then again, that Zhenjun Lu Maoguan of the ancient sect, I later learned that he was still very upright. , more reliable. The one who wanted to capture Master’s Wife was not from his group... Can we talk about it? "

Zhu Weiwo didn't agree with him, and his eyes fell on the corner: "Why is there an extra rattan box here?"

"You were supposed to join the Criminal Investigation Department, but why did you end up in the army?" Jiang Wang complained, "You're still interested in ransacking my room?"

Zhu Weiwo looked at him: "Please explain."

"Hey!" Jiang Wang waved his hand in a relaxed tone: "An old monk's monk's robes were sewn by the young holy monk Jingli. Leave it here with me for now and give it to him next time you meet him."

"Really?" Zhu Weiwo was doubtful.

"Do I need to coax you about such a trivial matter?" Jiang Wang became a little impatient: "If you really don't believe it, go back and ask the little holy monk over, and you can ask him yourself."

The little monk Jingli has moved out. Jingli will not lie to others.

Zhu Wei and I left without saying a word.

Very rude.

"Hey! You!" Jiang Wang pointed with his finger, but in the end he did not curse.

Zhu Weiwo suddenly turned his head, and Junior Brother Jiang lowered his raised fingers and said with a smile: "Walk slowly and pay attention to your steps."

Boom, boom, boom.

Zhu Weiwo walked up the stairs.

But soon there was a more rapid sound of stepping on the stairs. Lian Yuchan, like a shooting star chasing the moon, crossed Zhu Weiwo and strode into the quiet room, fearing that Jiang Wang would shut her out.

After stepping into the door, he first poked his head in and looked around the room blatantly.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Jiang Wang stopped her with Sauvignon Blanc.

"My boss! Why haven't I seen God yet?" Lian Yuchan looked away and asked confidently.

At the beginning, you, Mr. Jiang, personally said that you were optimistic about me being the first god to come. What about now? Lin Xian and Bai Yuxia have been gods for several years! I am still separated by heaven and earth, after so many years!

Jiang Wang was equally confident: "How come you haven't seen God yet? Don't ask me. You have to ask yourself, have you practiced hard over the years?"

"Don't you see if I have worked hard or not?" Lian Yuchan looked incredulous: "In these years, I have practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and I haven't been lazy even a day."

"Really?" Jiang Wang asked, "Then why do you still have time to question me? Shouldn't you be practicing now?"

Lian Yuchan was asked.

Jiang Wang raised his hand: "Go and close the door. I want to practice. If you don't work hard, don't affect my efforts."

Lian Yuchan silently walked to the door, but then pushed it open and emphasized: "My boss, I haven't come yet. You have to be responsible. Don't disappear suddenly one day."

"I asked you why you are so baffled today." Jiang Wang was very impatient: "I haven't transcended yet, who will be responsible? You serve the dishes in the store, and I pay you wages. That is considered responsible. Hurry and get busy. It’s yours, don’t force me to deduct your wages.”

boom!

Lian Yuchan closed the door.

The expression on Jiang Wang's face disappeared in an instant, like the occasionally wrinkled water surface being smoothed by a kind of loneliness.

He looked at the door panel quietly for a while, then turned around. Slowly, slowly, he walked to the corner of the wall, faced the small yellow rattan box, and sat down slowly.

All his emotions were hidden in the corner, and his voice was swallowed in his stomach.

"I'm sorry, old monk. This last thing. I can't listen to it either."