[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Xiaobao Village is a very suitable village to live in. The folk customs are simple and the people are happy, there are few disputes, and because the scholars who have made several rankings have a strong style of writing, most of the people in the village can read a few words. Speaking out one by one can be called the heirloom of farming and reading.

Although people with the Bao surname account for the vast majority in the village, people with a foreign surname are not excluded. Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen have lived in the village for so long, and the villagers who are married and funeral during festivals will also post posts for them. In the early years when Qiuqiu from Mr. Su’s family was still young, he looked so cute and white, and every family liked to take him to the wedding bed, hoping to give birth to someone who would be as painful as Qiuqiu. Fat Boy.

Every time Zhong Yanqiu finished rolling, he would be stuffed with a pile of snacks and melons, and when he went out, he would stuff it to Bao Zheng, who was biting his finger and drooling. Only white, tender and cute children can do such a good thing.

Su Mengzhen sat on the side as an elder, watching Zhong Yanqiu being dressed as a red envelope reluctantly rolling on the wedding bed, a subtle smile slowly appeared on his usual light face.

Of course, after a few years, the "Qiuqiu" in the eyes of the villagers has grown into a half-grown boy of eleven or twelve years old, and he will naturally have no part in such things as rolling in bed, and he will follow the name of Su Mengzhen instead. The elder brother on the board is sitting at the guest seat.

Most of the time, he would simply stay in the yard under the guise of Wenshu or other names, and if something happened that needed attention, Su Mengzhen would tell him when he came back.

Since Su Mengzhen practiced to be able to act alone without Zhong Yanqiu a few years ago, Su Mengzhen used the money in his hands to plan to accumulate capital and develop power. He has always been a very ambitious and action-oriented person. No matter passive or active, since he took over the stall of the Xiaoyao faction, it was never in his plan to accept two apprentices from the small sect to teach in a small sect. The hermit sect whose hands are the rain is right.

Xiaoyaozi, the true head of the Xiaoyao faction, said that he should ask the senior brother if he is not sure about foreign matters. The headmaster is only responsible for writing secret books and classics, and providing some information to the disciples when necessary. It is expected that the Xiaoyao faction will take root in Xiaobao Village.

Closer to home, Bao Zheng stayed at Zhong Yanqiu's place until almost dark before finishing a commentary on current affairs that he was quite satisfied with. As soon as he stopped writing, he heard his mother Zeng's voice calling him in a high voice outside, and hurriedly responded. He ran out with a sound.

Zhong Yanqiu put down his pen unhurriedly and followed him out. Mrs. Zeng was standing at the gate of the courtyard with a bowl in her hand, a silver hairpin tied her long hair, she was petite and had a gentle smile, but her eyes were quite sharp and capable , first scolded Bao Zheng, who was running fast, and then said to Zhong Yanqiu: "I brought you two steamed buns that were just steamed at home. They are all homemade. Just don't dislike them."

As she spoke, she handed the bowl to Zhong Yanqiu, turned her head and grabbed Bao Zheng and walked home. Bao Zheng struggled symbolically twice while saying to Zhong Yanqiu: "I'm going to be late from school tomorrow, so I won't be here."

Zhong Yanqiu nodded, and walked slowly back into the room with the buns in his hand. Su Mengzhen had already returned, and was sitting at the table watching Bao Zheng's commentary on current affairs.

Zhong Yanqiu gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun and sat down, thinking about the unfinished secret books in his hand.

A lamp is like a bean, swaying unsteadily by the wind coming in through the cracks in the window.

The lamp oil is gradually falling, and time flies like a white horse. Before people can realize it, it has been several times from winter to spring, and from cold to summer.

Ten miles outside Xiaobao Village, there are three carriages parked. Although the horses pulling the carts are not the one-in-a-thousand thousand-mile horses, they are also one of the best horses in a hundred. His strong and powerful forearms are exposed, and his temples are bulging high. Just by looking at him, he can tell that he is a Lianjiazi.

The carriage is not very unusual, the ordinary blue cloth carriage is only slightly larger than ordinary carriages, the small windows are covered with a layer of thick velvet curtains, a layer of gauze curtains and a layer of bead curtains, and the patterns on the window lattices are elegant and exquisite.

On the unremarkable corner outside the carriage, an emblem was indistinctly traced and filled with cinnabar, so that people could tell at a glance who the owner of the carriage was. There are a few, and I will not come to block the road and rob.

"Mother, don't give it away anymore. I will go with the master and the others, and nothing will happen." Bao Zheng took his mother Zeng's hand to bid farewell. Wu's body was tough, and he was darker than ordinary people, so he looked like a student who was going to take the martial arts exam.

"Yes Ma'am, don't worry." Bao Zheng's schoolboy Bao Xing also persuaded, "Young master must be named on the gold list this time."

"You are following Mr. Su, of course I don't worry." Having said that, Zeng still couldn't help holding Bao Zheng's hand and exhorting him carefully, before reluctantly letting Bao Zheng sit in the carriage and leave.

Bao Zheng had already passed the provincial examination a few years ago, and he was the leader of the village. This time he went to Beijing to participate in the general examination, while Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen went to the capital to inspect the business. After Bao Zheng finished the examination, he decided on a way out. The two of them left the capital and went south to Dali.

Everything that can be taught to Bao Zheng has already been taught, he has to learn to fly by himself.

There are three carriages in total, one for Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen, one for Bao Zheng and his bookboy Bao Xing, and the last one for all kinds of things that will be used along the way, ranging from tents and beddings to pots and bowls Pots, fill the wagon to the brim.

The driver of the car is an old man, he is familiar with which road is smooth and which is safe, when to rest and when to hurry, he has already traveled less than half the distance in a few days, Bao Zheng watched comfortably in the carriage. Reading and making fuss, I don't feel tired from the journey at all.

However, they said that one day they passed a forest, and the sun was scorching hot. Even though there was ice in the carriage, sitting in the carriage was suffocating. Anxious, he put down his pen and opened the door curtain and jumped out.

"Master!" Bao Xing was taken aback by him, and hurriedly called the coachman to stop.

"I'm going for a walk in the woods, I'll be back later, don't wait for me." Bao Zheng said loudly, with his toes on the shaft of the car, he jumped straight into the woods.

The carriage was not going fast, and he could still catch up with him even if he walked around in the woods at his speed.

Bao Zheng's voice was silent, but Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen could hear clearly. Zhong Yanqiu opened the curtain to look out, and smiled with the corners of his lips raised.

"What's wrong?" Su Mengzhen asked.

"It's nothing." Zhong Yanqiu squinted at Bao Zheng's back as he disappeared into the forest, "I just sometimes feel that fate is really interesting."

Even if it is an encounter that has been missed, it can be returned with incomparable tenacity.

Bao Zheng seemed to be aware of Zhong Yanqiu's words, he trembled and sneezed, looked left and right to see that there was no one around, jumped up a big tree, and stepped on the leaves lightly to use his strength to move forward.

Although martial arts is indeed one-size-fits-all, and there is no distinction between good and bad skills at a certain level, but before that level, different skills are almost as different as heaven and earth.

If we only look at the accumulation of internal strength, Bao Zheng can be said to be a first-class master in the arena, but he lacks experience in fighting the enemy, so he can't display half of his strength in real fights.

Simply Bao Zheng didn't intend to be a hero. Learning martial arts is about strengthening his body and just in case. In fact, apart from his family members plus Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen, even if outsiders know that he knows some kung fu, they will still be in him. Under his deliberate misleading, he thought that what he learned was just superficial, and he didn't have much ability.

The senior brother taught him that no matter what the time is, there must always be an unexpected hole card.

It was much cooler in the woods than outside, and under the shade, he could still see the gurgling brook, a few small fish passing by, and their scales glistening in the sun.

The two rabbits were squatting by the stream to drink water. Bao Zheng squinted his eyes from a distance, and suddenly felt the gluttons in his stomach start to growl.

It's not that he didn't eat well on the road, but he hasn't stopped in the city these days. Most of the food he eats is dried and boiled meat, which makes him feel a little greedy for fresh meat that has just been killed.

Eyes swept across the tight thighs of the rabbit, Bao Zheng adjusted his position, broke a branch from the tree, bumped it, and threw it neatly.

The soft branches were infused with inner strength and flew fast and far like an arrow. Before the rabbit heard the sound, it was knocked down by the stone before it could react. A figure like a hawk swooped down and grabbed its ear, making it have nowhere to run.

two rabbits.Bao Zheng slapped the rabbit that was struggling endlessly in his hand, and suddenly heard someone applauding and saying: "What a handsome skill!"

He turned around, and saw a young man in blue standing under the tree, dressed as a martial arts student, about twenty, with a majestic and heroic appearance, very amiable appearance.

"It's just that the glutton made a mistake and bought some wild food. Brother Zun praised it absurdly." Bao Zheng laughed, "If you don't mind, why don't you just talk about it."

The young man saw that Bao Zheng's face was full of righteousness, so he smiled and replied: "Since you have accepted the wrong love, you dare not obey orders."

So the two picked up some dead branches and lit a fire, cooked two rabbits on the spot and roasted them on the fire, Bao Zheng took out a small bottle of spices from his clothes and sprinkled them on the meat, and sat on the ground with the young man.

"Dare to ask your surname?" He asked.

"My surname is Zhan Mingzhao, and my name is Xiong Fei," said the young man.

"Brother Zhan." Bao Zheng cupped his hands, "I'm Bao Zheng, the characters are correct."

Zhan Zhao only thought that he was a knight-errant who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, and the two chatted about the rabbit meat in the stream, and they were very congenial. Bao Zheng asked again: "I don't know where Brother Zhan wants to go?"

Zhan Zhao said: "I'll wait for people from the rivers and lakes to wander around the world, and let me go where I want to go."

Bao Zheng laughed and said, "If brother Zhan doesn't give up, why don't you go to Beijing with me, in today's martial arts competition, with brother Zhan's ability, he will definitely win the championship in one fell swoop."

Zhan Zhao said: "I'm used to being tired and easy-going, so how can I be an official?"

Bao Zheng said: "Idle clouds and wild cranes have their own pleasures, but I am sophisticated."

"Studying literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family, everyone has their own aspirations." Zhan Zhao held up a rabbit's leg and smiled, "I may have to rely on Brother Bao to support me in the future, so here is a toast."

"My future is uncertain, so I shouldn't take it." Bao Zheng knew that he was being polite, so he raised his rabbit's leg and said, "Brother Zhan, I have a cup."

The two of them took a bite of the rabbit meat, deeply regretting that they met each other so late. After several conversations, although Zhan Zhao was still unwilling to participate in the martial arts, he agreed to go to Beijing with Bao Zheng, and the two disposed of the fire after eating. Rabbit, cheered up and chased along the official road, and entered the town with the carriage one after the other.