old swordsman

half a month later.

Weng Jiangjiao rode his horse on the winding and steep mountain road.Looking up, I can only see one mountain after another, layer upon layer, which is difficult to see through.

Thinking of his stubborn apprentice not knowing where he was going, his heart became more and more anxious.

Can't help cursing in a low voice: "Little bastard! Don't let me worry about being such an adult, don't call me my apprentice when you go out in the future!"

After scolding, another whip was hit on the horse's buttocks. The horse suffered from pain and ran forward with a neigh.One man and one horse quickly turned over the mountain.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, which lies on the only way to Huangsha Castle.There are many pedestrians in the town, so naturally they cannot ride horses.Weng Jiangjiao led the horse along with a dark face, thinking in his heart how far he would be thrown by that brat if he didn't ride the horse.

Suddenly someone slapped him on the shoulder, and Weng Jiang turned his head suddenly, only to see a young man in red smiling and said to him: "I think you are kind, why don't you go to the wine shop in front of you for a drink?"

Due to his handsome appearance, Weng Jiangjiao is very familiar with this set.But he has never been so annoyed today, his asshole apprentice was about to do something stupid and he, the master, was stopped on the road to accost him!

Weng Jiangjiao's eyes turned cold, and he waved his horsewhip: "Looking for death!"

The young man took a step back, shook his hands, and even fought back with a whip, without losing the slightest bit of wind.

Weng Jiangjiao's expression became more serious.The horsewhip billows like a dragon flying in the air, and every time it hits the firecrackers, the enrollment is even more complicated, hitting the young people from various tricky angles.It is the change of swordsmanship that is used.

The young man smiled, and used his strength to defeat the skill, and hit Weng Jiangjiao's weak point again and again, using swordsmanship to change his moves.

Weng Jiangjiao's pupils shrank, the other party obviously had a plan, and this time he would have to pay a price if he wanted to escape.

The whip changed again, and replaced it with a new sword technique that he had honed out while selling wine, the sound of the whip disappeared completely, and the whip was like a ghost, erratically hitting the young man.

The young man let out a gasp, knowing that he couldn't resist this move, so he simply let go of the whip and took advantage of the moment the whip hit his body, then leaned forward and whispered in Weng Jiangjiao's ear: "I have never won a competition with Master before. , this time, can the disciple make any progress?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Weng Jiangjiao widened his eyes: "Xiaofeng?"

"It's me," Lin Xiafeng grabbed Weng Jiangjiao's hand and pressed it to his face, "I've become famous recently, so I specially changed my appearance to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Lin Xiafeng's face was extremely cold, and Weng Jiangjiao knew that he was wearing a mask when he touched it.Seeing that the little apprentice he was thinking about was fine, he felt relieved, but he said: "Stinky boy, don't do business to make troubles, your skin will itch if the master is not here, won't you?"

"Yes, yes," Lin Xiafeng said with a playful smile, "I hope that the master will come back and teach the disciples a lesson."

Weng Jiangjiao was too lazy to talk to him, so he whipped his horsewhip to leave, but saw that the whip was still in Lin Xiafeng's hand, squinting at him, but his tone slowed down: "Does your hand hurt?"

Lin Xiafeng let go of the whip, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on his hand.But he said with a smile: "Master beat me, I feel happy, and the pain doesn't go away."

Weng Jiangjiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked in the direction he came while leading the horse.

Lin Xiafeng hurriedly stopped him: "Didn't the master come to look for the apprentice? Why did you leave after meeting?"

Weng Jiangjiao said unhappily: "I see that you bastard is alive and well, so I feel relieved."

Lin Xiafeng curled his lips into a smile: "It's getting late, master, why don't you stay in the town for one night before leaving?"

Weng Jiangjiao looked at the sky, thinking that although his apprentice's motives are not pure, he is not a master who likes to force others, so he nodded: "It's up to you."

Lin Xiafeng was overjoyed, and dragged Weng Jiangjiao into the largest inn in the town, ordered a table of good food and chatted with Weng Jiangjiao while eating.

It was rare for Weng Jiangjiao to say a word, but Lin Xiafeng was chattering endlessly.He told Weng Jiangjiao about interesting things in Jiaofengmen, but the more Weng Jiangjiao listened to it, the more frightened he became.In the world of Jianghu, swords, lights and swords are intriguing, and a school can be established, and the hardships involved are beyond words.Lin Xiafeng naturally skipped all of that, and laughed while drinking, completely unaware that Weng Jiangjiao, an old Jianghu, couldn't hide it.

Suddenly I heard the man at the next table shout: "Xiao Er, bring the wine! Huangsha Castle has done a lot of evil, and it has finally been wiped out by the head of the Jiaofeng Sect. Happy, happy!"

Weng Jiangjiao shrank his pupils, moved closer to Lin Xiafeng, and said in a low voice, "What did you do?"

"That's right," Lin Xiafeng also lowered his voice, leaning into Weng Jiangjiao's ear: "With a disciple like me, does Master feel honored?" His thin lips brushed against the tips of his ears, and Weng Jiangjiao backed away, blushing: "You... ..."

It just so happened that someone at that table echoed loudly: "Do it! Do it! Sect Leader Lin is a reputable hero, and he saved a great disaster for me on Dahuangshazhou. In recent years, Jiaofengmen has conquered Zifu Mountain in the north and Huangshazhou in the west. On the other hand, the four sects of blue, white, yellow, and purple, which were so brilliant back then, now only have the Baixie Gate left in the south. It’s really embarrassing to see the surging winds and clouds in the rivers and lakes.”

Lin Xiafeng was not forgiving, sticking to Weng Jiangjiao's side like a piece of glutinous rice cake: "Master, tell me, can I satisfy Master as a disciple?" It seems to be an ordinary sentence, but I don't know how many layers of meaning it has.

Weng Jiangjiao was so angry that he almost couldn't hold his wine glass: "Get lost!"

The people over there didn't know that the Lord was on the sidelines, talking about major events in the Jianghu while eating and drinking, and they talked happily.

"Jiaofengmen defeated Zifu Mountain, and now they have suppressed Huangshabao. Aren't there only two sects? How did Qing's sect among the four sects be destroyed?"

"This happened about 20 years ago. That sect was called Qingyuzhuang, and like Huangshabao, it was also a villain. It's just that Qingyuzhuang was even more shameless. Back then, it stole good-looking children from all over the world. When these children grow up to a certain age Regardless of age, men and women, they can either be sold to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion or kept for themselves. It seems that in order to make the skin of these children delicate and smooth, which is more pleasing to those who enjoy it, the people of Qingyuzhuang also specially taught these children a method called The inner strength of the 'Xuanyu Jue'..."

"Why does this Xuanyu Jue sound so familiar?" Someone couldn't help but express what was in their hearts.

Some even exclaimed: "Isn't this the legendary martial art practiced by Weng Jiangjiao, the master of Lin's sect? I thought it was the secret of the Jiaofeng sect. I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Weng Jiangjiao filled himself a glass of wine and forced it down his throat.This wine does not have the aroma of his own brewing, and the taste is bitter.And his heart was even more bitter, he hadn't drunk half of a glass of wine, his true energy swung uncontrollably, and the ceramic wine glass turned into powder in his palm.

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Lin Xiafeng looked at him, his usual frivolous and crazy expression was rarely serious: "Master, now your disciple is the head of the Jiaofeng Sect, the head of the number one sect in the world. , no one can bully you anymore."

Weng Jiangjiao sighed, his eyes blurred: "Xiaofeng, those who make things difficult for me are not in the past." The previous enmity was over at the moment he washed Qingyu Village with blood.He has been a ranger in the rivers and lakes all these years, and he has never been afraid of anything.

Lin Xiafeng smiled lightly, his eyes lit up, he got up and approached Weng Jiangjiao: "Master already knew what I was thinking, right?"

Weng Jiangjiao nodded.

The day before he retired from the rivers and lakes, Lin Xiafeng made a crowning ceremony.Lin Xiafeng, who is twenty years old, has already recruited a group of people to start a business of escorting, and has a good reputation in the world.Weng Jiangjiao was 28 at the time, which was the heyday of a generation of heroes.

That night Lin Xiafeng got drunk and was carried back to the room by Weng Jiangjiao.Weng Jiangjiao put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and suddenly heard a sentence from the unconscious apprentice: "Master, I have liked you for a long time."

Weng Jiangjiao, who didn't think in that direction at all, just felt baffled.

I only heard Lin Xiafeng continue to speak with his tongue: "Hey, what are those Yingyingyanyans? You don't know much, don't know how to appreciate it, my master said that you need to be beautiful and beautiful!"

Weng Jiangjiao's complexion changed, no matter how much he didn't understand, he understood when he heard this, not to mention that his childhood was spent in places like Qingyuzhuang.At that time, he was so angry that he almost beat up this boy who bullied his master and exterminated his ancestors. He didn't fall in that thief's den in Qingyuzhuang, so he was going to fall on his apprentice?

Before he punched him down, he heard Lin Xiafeng continue: "I have coveted my master for a long time, but I dare not touch him...he will hate me. Master had a bad life before, and I, as an apprentice, will Treat him well. I want him to be surrounded by the name of his apprentice no matter where he goes. Just like I always stay behind him. Even if I can't hug him to sleep, I will have no regrets."

Weng Jiangjiao withdrew his fist and sat aside looking at the disciple he had raised with his own hands, with a complicated look on his face.

From then on, he retired from the world, cooked tea and wine every day, and fried broad beans with marinated meat, and listened to the gossip of people who ate with their strength and craftsmanship, and felt that the days of swords, lights and swords were just a dream, and he was just a wine seller. The store owner will stay in the small town until he dies.The only difference from ordinary people is the tossing and turning at night.He will worry about his disciple who is only armed with force, has he done something stupid? He will recall the wine that the master and apprentice walked together, and he will even remember what the bastard said to him after drinking together. .Almost every night, his apprentice pestered him so much that he couldn't sleep well.

He never wanted to meet again, he Weng Jiangjiao, a generation of heroes, would be pressed by his apprentice every step of the way.

Can't help but smile wryly, chasing the child he called Master all the way, has become a hero.

Seeing his silence for a long time, Lin Xiafeng knew that he had a heart, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist: "The disciple can do nothing to the master, but the master is not allowed to go."

Weng Jiangjiao's eyes fell back on Lin Xiafeng, under the unfamiliar mask, there were familiar eyes.I vaguely remember that many years ago, when I was still a young man, I was a chivalrous man. I took a group of people. Traffickers. I looked at a group of children huddled in the corner with disgust: "Where did you come from, go back, go to the official for help , this hero will not accompany you."

The other children were sobbing and did not dare to speak. Only one child looked at him with bright eyes and rushed over to call Master.

He turned away.

The child chased after a few steps, and immediately hugged his leg tightly: "Master, Master, my parents are both dead, and I have nowhere to go."

He kicked his foot: "It's none of my business." He didn't shake off.

The skinny little child climbed up his legs, his eyes were dry and pure: "Accept me as an apprentice, I will listen to you, wash and cook for you, and I will be good when I grow up. Serving you."

Weng Jiangjiao's heart softened for some reason, he lowered his head and asked, "What's your name?"

Temporary tenderness in exchange for a lifetime of lingering.

"Master!" Lin Xiafeng recalled his thoughts.

Sensing that the strength on his wrist had increased a bit, Weng Jiangjiao looked at him with waves in his eyes.

Lin Xiafeng hesitated to speak.

"It's not impossible to do something with you." Weng Jiangjiao sighed softly, and was finally taken away by his apprentice, shame on face.He also said: "I didn't even pay attention to Qingyuzhuang back then. If I was really ruthless to you, I would just make a clean break. Why bother to deceive myself and go to live in seclusion, and why come to you again?"

Lin Xiafeng was taken aback, his throat trembled slightly, he couldn't help but picked up Weng Jiangjiao, and walked towards a room that had been reserved in advance.

Weng Jiangjiao: ...

This impatient bastard!Where is his old face now!

The other table just finished telling the story of Weng Jiangjiao who endured humiliation and practiced hard in Qingyu Manor when he was young, and finally took revenge with the special Xuanyu Jue.

The audience couldn't help being filled with emotion, and someone said: "Although this Weng Jiangjiao is powerful, I haven't heard from him in recent years, and I don't know what happened to him. But Lin Xiafeng is a formidable young man, and he became the overlord at a young age. It's just about the experience His hardships are obviously not as good as his master's. If we were to rank the two masters and apprentices, we wouldn't know who would be the best."

Lin Xiafeng lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Master, the disciple must be on top."

Hearing the meaning of his words, Weng Jiangjiao sneered: "Could it be that you don't know the effect of the Xuanyu Jue I cultivated? I still want to snatch it from you, don't I?"

Lin Xiafeng said earnestly: "This is what the master wants."

After entering the room and bolting the door, Lin Xiafeng took off his mask, revealing a heroic face: sword-like brows tucked into his temples, eyes as bright as lightning, and only one figure remained in them.

The red robe slipped off, revealing a strong body.

Weng Jiangjiao raised his eyebrows and threw his clothes aside.

Lin Xiafeng took him into his arms, and slid his fingers lightly: "Master's skin is good, and this disciple is envious. Why don't disciples also practice Xuanyu Jue."

Weng Jiangjiao felt numb all over, he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you?"

Lin Xiafeng chuckled lightly, pushed forward, and the two of them fell on the bed.

After a while, Weng Jiangjiao tightly clutched the bed sheet, being bullied by his apprentice even more...he couldn't stop.

Once you start, you can't stop.

He...will definitely make this bastard look good in the future!

The author has something to say: This chapter has a lot of memories, and it may look tiring (T_T). I have tried my best, and the writing is so strong. Forgive me for the sake of typing with my paws shaking in the zero-degree bedroom?

When I wrote about Ruoguan, I suddenly thought that the ancients were famous and famous.As a nominee, I arranged this for Head Lin:

Name: Xiafeng Character: Merry

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[Fraud Corpse] There is one more chapter and this short story is over~Scattering Flowers~

But goose, I have to wait until I finish the last engineering drawing exam before I can continue to write ━┳━━┳━I hope I don’t fail the subject, huh~