Datang New Giants

Chapter 99 The Hidden Master
"Gao Gaoren, do you think it is this gold cake?" Yin Shiju took out the gold cake he picked up just now, and put his hands in front of the middle-aged man.

Because of being too excited, her little face was flushed red, and the hands holding the gold cake trembled a little.

The legendary hidden ranger with high martial arts actually appeared in front of him alive. Just now, when he witnessed the middle-aged man fish out the silver hairpin from the tumbling oil pan with his own hands, Yin Shiju's little heart kept pounding. Jump, when he heard him talking about the gold cake, he offered the piece of gold cake he picked up just now without hesitation.

The middle-aged man took the gold cake, looked at it, and said with some surprise: "This is the one I dropped, why is it in the hands of the young master?"

As expected, it was a piece of lucky gold cake. Yin Shiju was excited and said quickly, "I just picked it up on the road, and I have been looking for the owner. I didn't expect it to be an expert. What a coincidence."

"My son is not ignorant of collecting money. He is a man of high righteousness, which is rare."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't even use the scissors. He pulled the gold cake in half with his hand and threw half of it to the old man who was in trouble. Jason, the little woman, and the old man who set up the stall turned and left freely amidst the thanks.

This is the real knight-errant, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, acting chivalrously, doing good deeds and then drifting away without leaving his name, Yin Shiju saw it straight.

Seeing that Yin Shiju wanted to follow, Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly persuaded him, "Master, be careful, this person appeared by coincidence."

I picked up a gold cake on the road, and this gold cake happened to be dropped by that mysterious ranger again. Could it be too coincidental?It can't be the trap set by those charlatans.

Yin Shiju nodded and said, "That makes sense, Zhang Xiaowu, come here, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Xiaowu's eyes lit up, he ran over, and said flatteringly, "My lord, I will tell you everything, even if you go up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire, the little one will never frown."

If he is favored by the young master, his future will be bright.

Yin Shiju said casually: "I don't believe that someone who sticks his hand into the frying pan can still be safe, so let you try it."

Before Zhang Xiaowu came back to his senses, Yin Shiju suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaowu's right hand and pressed it on the tumbling oil pan: "You don't have to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, just check the temperature of the oil."

Just as Zhang Xiaowu's hand touched the oil in the frying pan, his whole body withdrew like an electric shock. While shaking his hand desperately, he howled, "Oh, I'm burnt to death."

Fortunately, the withdrawal was quick, only a few fingers were dipped into the oil, and within a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaowu's fingers swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were many blisters, which seemed extremely hot. light.

Sure enough, it was true, Yin Shiju's eyes lit up, and Zhang Xiaowu, who didn't care about howling, quickly chased after the middle-aged ranger in front.

Just now when I approached, I felt a wave of heat, standing so close that I was sweating, and the oil in the oil pan was also boiling, Yin Shiju also thought it believable, but it was too coincidental, so I couldn't help feeling suspicious, Zhang Xiaowu stood up Just let him try it.

After trying it, the last trace of doubt was gone, and he quickly chased after him.

"Master, master, wait a minute." Yin Shiju caught up with the middle-aged man who hadn't gone far.

The middle-aged man stopped, looked at Yin Shiju, and said with some doubts: "Young master, what's the matter?"

"It is said that acquaintance is also a kind of fate. I don't know the name of You Xia yet."

"A name is just a code name. Life is like a fleeting moment. Why stick to a name? The young master said that there is a destiny. If there is a destiny, we can meet again and meet again." The middle-aged man seemed to have something to do, said a few words, turned around and left.

This is the real master of the hidden world. Not only is his martial arts strong, but his words are also so reasonable. How could Yin Shiju let go of this opportunity easily, and immediately walked two steps faster and knelt down in front of the middle-aged man: "I have always determined to be a ranger. Also ask the master to accept me as a disciple."

The legendary master is right in front of him, and Yin Shiju also wants to become a martial arts master in his dream.

It was only half an hour ago that my brothers disliked him, saying that his skills were too poor. If he learned the secrets of magical skills, he would let them see who is the real ranger and who is the laggard.

When I thought of knocking down Da Changjin's farm slaves by myself and stepping on the faces of my eldest grandson, Xue Yang, Zhang Lang and Yu Wenying knelt beside me and begged me to teach them, just thinking about it all excited.

"Sorry, I like Xianyunhe, and I never accept disciples." The middle-aged man flatly refused.

"Bang bang bang" Yin Shiju kowtowed three times in a row, and said devoutly: "A master taught me, I am really sincere to learn, as long as the master is willing to teach, the disciple is willing to offer a thousand taels of gold and a luxury house And [-] beautiful maidservants as filial piety."

In order to learn the magic secrets, Yin Shiju also worked hard.

Promising such a great benefit, the guards who followed were also moved. They looked at the middle-aged man with jealousy, and thought that if it was me, they would definitely agree immediately. With the golden mansion and so many beautiful maidservants Serving, even death is worth it in this life.

The "superficial" middle-aged man shook his head, and said with some disappointment: "Do you think this is such a vulgar person? Have you ever heard of an old saying that money can't buy a good heart, and my good heart is freedom. I can go wherever I want, if I accept your filial piety, my wealth will be weak, my body will be trapped in a mansion, and my body will be corrupted by beauty, this is not my pursuit, so I will leave."

Just after taking two steps, Yin Shiju flew two steps, knelt down in front of him again, and kowtowed three times without saying a word: "The younger generation admires the most chivalrous and righteous masters like you. The juniors are also grateful for the half-way move."

If you don't want to accept apprentices, you can teach yourself martial arts.

The middle-aged man seemed to be moved by Yin Shiju's eagerness to learn, he pondered for a moment, and said, "It's lucky that you returned the gold cake today, otherwise I would lose my trust, and you just like to practice martial arts. Maybe we really have a little fate, how about it?" , drink with me, as long as you can enjoy drinking with me, I will teach you a few tricks for self-defense."

Finally letting go, Yin Shiju got up all of a sudden with joy, and was so excited that he was trembling when he spoke: "Master Gao, I invite you to drink the best wine in the best restaurant in Chang'an, and drink until the master is satisfied."

As long as you are willing to teach yourself martial arts, let alone drinking, even drinking urine is fine.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Drinking depends on your mood, not on the location. You don't need to go to restaurants. There are stone tables and benches under the big tree in front of you. You can go wherever you want. You don't need to buy wine. Eat other people's mouths and take other people's wine." I owe you a favor just now, so let me ask you."

Not allowing Yin Shiju to refute, he flicked his right thumb, and threw the remaining half of the gold cake to Yin Shiju: "When I first arrived in Chang'an, I didn't know which wine shop was good, so I had to send someone to buy wine."

What a reclusive expert who regards money like smoke and dirt, Yin Shiju felt a little more admiration in his heart, he didn't dare to go against the expert's wishes, he quickly sent someone to buy wine, and told him to buy the best wine, buy more, if money If not enough, go out by yourself.

It is said that high-ranking people have a lot of alcohol. When the spirit is high, it would be too disappointing to suddenly run out of wine.

Not long after, Yin Shiju rejoiced for his prudence. That expert drank like water, and he could drink the big porcelain bowl containing half a catty of wine in one gulp. He almost vomited after drinking two bowls, but the expert still His face remained unchanged.

The middle-aged man drank happily, so he asked Yin Shiju's guards to accompany him to drink. Yin Shiju may be rewarded heavily, and he will be rewarded twice for drinking one bowl. Wu Ye bravely pushed forward, and finally all passed out drunk on the snow, but the middle-aged man was still mouth dry, except for a few pisses in the middle, he just didn't feel drunk at all.

I heard that people with high martial arts skills will have internal strength, and when drinking, the internal strength will be melted before the wine reaches the belly, so that you will not get drunk after a thousand cups. Yin Shiju half believed it before, but this time he really believed it.

The guard bought the best Jiannan shaochun wine in Chang'an. It is mellow and full of energy. It is not bad for ordinary people to drink two catties. A middle-aged man drank twelve jars of wine in a row. In addition to his slightly rosy face, he is clear-headed, speaks clearly, and walks steadily. In Yin Shiju's mind, he must have melted the water with his internal strength, so he will not be drunk after a thousand cups.

Yin Shiju admired the middle-aged man with all his heart, and he believed in his heart that he was a legendary hermit ranger with high martial arts skills.

Not seeking money, not seeking fame, disdainful of the filial piety he promised, insisting on paying even the money for drinking, who is not a hidden world ranger?

　From time to time, there will be a period of exhaustion when writing a book. I don’t have confidence in myself, my confidence is damaged, and I don’t want to type. Xiaopao meets.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)