Senior sister, have you sold swords today?

Chapter 3 You are still young, there will be a coffin for you to lie in later

What could be a great place to spend money?
Shi Yi was thinking and suddenly thought of something. She opened her mouth wide and asked in shock: "Master, are you going to take me to a gambling house or a brothel?"

Jie Lianhuan smiled slyly and said, "You'll know when you get there."

Shi Yi hesitantly followed the pace of his master, and finally stopped in front of a coffin shop.

While she was still stunned, Xie Lianhuan customized a coffin with a luxury package from the boss.

When the bulging money bag was handed over to the boss by Jie Lianhuan, Shi Yi's dream of marrying a beautiful husband was shattered.

My heart hurts so much.

Even if it's not her money.

While waving to the money bag, Shi Yi gasped and asked, "Master, do you have to spend all your money to buy such a good coffin?"

Jie Lianhuan sighed and replied: "You are still young, there will be a coffin to lie in later, and the master will not have much time to lie down."

Shi Yi learned from the pain and beat her chest: "But master, the rice vat at home is almost at the bottom. Do you still have money to buy me rice?"

Xie Lianhuan said openly, "Of course I don't have any extra money. Oh, money is something external to me. I will be a teacher for a long time, so I have to be kind to myself."

Shi Yi knew that Master liked to tell fortunes, but his calculations were inaccurate nine times out of ten.

At this moment, he still said that he was about to die with an inappropriate emphasis, which made her even more unconvinced.

But the master is indeed old. Even if he looks like an immortal, he is not an immortal. Death is the best ending in life.

Thinking like this, Shi Yi still felt sad, and asked in a muttered voice: "Since master can calculate life and death, why can't he figure out how to live forever?"

Even if this old man is arrogant and childish.

But when she had difficulty speaking clearly, he took the trouble to teach her pronunciation.

When she got dirty from using her chopsticks, he was the one who patiently wiped the stains for her.

When she fell down and broke her knee, running into his arms and crying in pain, it was he who comforted her and praised her for learning to express her pain.

He is her only relative and her favorite relative.

She couldn't bear him to leave.

Hearing this, Jie Lianhuan looked slightly dazed. After a while, he smiled softly, like a breeze blowing by, and spoke calmly and ethereally.

"Shi Yi, immortality is not a good thing. You have to watch the people close to you leave, and you will spend your whole life in separation. When you are the only one left alive forever in the world, can you endure this loneliness? The pain?"

Shi Yi shook his head without thinking.

She was too afraid of being alone.

Just like that dream, there are no similar people. Although I am happy, my heart is empty.

Shi Yi's nose became sore and he said hoarsely: "Master is not allowed to mention the word death, it is unlucky! I am still waiting for you to see me get married and have children. When the time comes, I will entrust my little baby to Master."

The melancholy in Jie Lianhuan's eyes slowly faded, and he opened his lips with a smile: "I'm afraid that by that time, I will lose all my teeth as a teacher. It's not me who takes care of the baby, but the baby who takes care of me."

"I don't care. Anyway, we agreed that Master is not allowed to die!" Shi Yi said fiercely.

Jie Lianhuan touched her head lovingly and did not agree to her or reject her. Instead, he changed the topic and talked about his youth.

After returning from the coffin shop, it was already dark.

Shi Yi was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting. When she was about to go back to the house to sleep, Jie Lianhuan called her.

"There is something that it is time to entrust to you."

Shi Yi blinked and was taken to the back mountain by her master.

There is a cave under the back mountain cliff. In the cave is stored the master's sword, which is also the treasure of Haojian Tang, the Wuji Sword.

However, in her opinion, apart from the fact that the Wuji Sword shines, it has nothing to do with treasures.

Xie Lianhuan said: "From today on, the Wuji Sword will be handed over to you."

Shi Yi suddenly woke up and quickly refused: "Master, you also know that I am not a martial artist. If you hand this sword to me, it will be in vain."

Xie Lianhuan suddenly became serious: "This sword has been sealed here for decades. Only those who know Wuji's mind can use it safely." "Shi Yi, don't take it away unless necessary, let alone let it contaminate your body." If the blood falls into the wrong hands, the world may be in chaos."

Shi Yi seemed to understand but felt that the Wuji Sword hid secrets and mysteries, but the master was too strict, so she made insinuations and couldn't find out anything.

She finally agreed to her master's commission and took on the important task of guarding the Wuji Sword.

But she never thought that the master was inaccurate in nine out of ten calculations. The only accurate thing was the sentence "My life is at stake."

A week later, the master disappeared.

Shi Yi thought the old man was joking with her at first, but he didn't push her for any meal, and she instantly realized something was wrong.

She searched everywhere, but couldn't find him for a long time.

Distraught, she walked around to the coffin shop.

The boss recognized her at a glance. Although he was in this business, he was still emotional.

He explained the situation sadly: "Your master asked me to tell you that he took the coffin away and found a quiet place to sleep. Please forgive him because he can't bear the feeling of separation."

Hearing these words, Shi Yi was already crying so hard that she was out of breath.

The master was so cruel that he didn't even give her a chance to say goodbye.

He even did something even more outrageous...

Shi Yi burst into tears and sat on the ground crying: "Master, when you left, you didn't even leave me a copper. You also took away all my private money. It's too much. It's too much. This makes me sad." It’s hard to forgive you…”

She really wants to find a quiet place to sleep, okay?

And when the master really left, Shi Yi's heart was filled with all the good things about that person.

Whether he is nagging, greedy, or arrogant and stingy, she can endure it. She just wants her master to come back.

But she worked hard to burn incense and worship Buddha, but the Haojian Hall was always empty, only her ghost cries and wolf howls echoed endlessly.

For half a month, Shi Yi was crying. She cried until her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her tears had dried up, but it didn't matter, she wouldn't delay howling.

Only when you truly taste the sour and bitter taste of loneliness can you suddenly realize the value of the people around you.

Master once told her to cherish the people in front of her. She laughed it off at the time, but now she regrets it.

Sad to be sad, the bottom of the rice tank has become an urgent matter.

Shi Yi sobbed and tried to calm down her emotions.

Master also said that there is no shortage of food in the world, and only by filling your stomach first can you have the strength to solve problems.

Shi Yi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheered herself up. She must support herself and let her master feel at ease under the Nine Springs.

While picking wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy her hunger, she thought about how to make a living.

She has no special skills, and she has not inherited her master's peerless martial arts. If she wants to rely on her own strength, even she finds it extremely difficult.

After thinking about it, she decided to take stock of the assets in the hall, and apart from the necessary daily necessities, she only packed up a pile of dusty swords and sword manuals.

Even though the Haojian Hall was very prosperous a hundred years ago, these things seem to be worth less than radish and cabbage in Xixia Kingdom now.

Carrots and cabbage are still food, and swords and sword manuals can be called wastes that are a pity to throw away and have no use.

Mainly, every sword is heavy and heavy, and it is troublesome to use it to chop wood and vegetables.

However, in other countries where wars are ongoing, killer swordsman is a very popular profession, and the salary is very high. If you work for the court, it is equivalent to an iron rice bowl, you will have face and money.

Harmful!I was born at the wrong time!
Shi Yi sighed and stopped thinking nonsense. In order to survive, she had to rise up and embark on the road of no return to start a business!

Yes, she can only rely on these beautiful wastes to make a fortune. Although the hope is slim, people cannot be poor if they are poor.

On the same day, she wiped the swords that had been dusty for a long time cleanly. Once the swords were taken out of their sheaths, they were even more shiny.

She also flattened the wrinkles on each sword manual and placed them all under the sun to dry out the pungent stale smell.

After several days of planning, Shi Yi was confident.

Everything is ready, just go down the mountain!
(End of this chapter)