After the Master's reinstatement

When the call for help was received, the members of the Wulin League were on their way to Yongcheng.

Three days later, it will be the 30th birthday of Nanquan suzerain Mr. Tan. Thirty years ago, this old man urged the Jianmen boxing sect and the Northwest alliances to unite. He is the most respected and respected veteran in the alliance. The number of people from all walks of life in the city has increased significantly, and when the suzerains of all sects gather together, it will be another feast of the world.

As a half-hostage, Yu Yan couldn't leave the leader's eyelids, so naturally he had to accompany him.

He sat in the carriage, bumping with a cart of gifts, and seeing that no one was looking after him, he opened the gift box beside him.

Not bad, the Martial Arts League is pretty good at showcasing, the box is full of beautiful things, and there is a root of wild ginseng that is about the same size as his wrist, which is particularly eye-catching. Let alone a few hundred years, just the smell makes people feel refreshed.

Yu Yan glanced outside, pulled out a little, and put it in his arms.

He is not interested in precious weapons, but he can't miss the ones that make up his body, and pluck their hair one by one.Anyway, based on his experience, there are countless gifts sent to Mr. Tan every year. Who would take the initiative to read them at this age, they must be handed over to the housekeeper for record.

Instead of keeping it in the dustbin, it is better to give it to him. This is what makes the best use of everything.

Halfway through the journey, Fang Yuan, who was at the front of the horse team, hissed and stopped his horse.

The afternoon sun was dazzling, he blocked it with his palm, and asked uncertainly.

"Look, is there a distress smoke for the six doors in front?"

The Martial Arts League and the Six Gates have often cooperated and are familiar with each other's help signals. A group of people rode over and saw a wedding sedan chair on the roadside in the twilight, like an old lady who is dying and no one wants to talk to her.Apparently, there was a fight here not long ago, the ground was stained with blood, the locks used to welcome the bride were scattered all over the ground, the mud was soaked in blood, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying here and there.

Shang Yingqiu made a decisive decision: "Divide into three groups and look for them in the forest."

Shen Zhu was found in a hollow at the bottom of a tree in an old forest deep in the mountains.

When he was pulled up, he was still holding his snake-shaped short sword tightly in his hand, his chest was dripping with blood, and the color of his robe was dyed.

At night, there was a shower of rain outside, and it was cold and rainy. Judging from his injuries, he was not suitable for traveling immediately, so Fang Yuan found a nearby ruined temple, cleaned it a bit, and took a rest.

The most serious injury on Shen Zhu's body was the one on his chest, where the bones were almost visible, and the blood was black. A blood coagulation pill, after Shang Yingqiu's internal energy conditioning, he recovered his sanity that night.

When the person woke up, Shang Yingqiu slowly withdrew his strength, and there was no normal comfort: "Tell me, who was the surprise attack."

Shen Zhu's eyes wandered, and it was rare for him to feel ashamed to be surrounded like this: "...cough, it's just..."

Shen Butou, who was capsized in the gutter, spat out the word "flower spider" with difficulty in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

The flower spider that Fang Yuan captured this time was a villain on the Six Doors Chasing Murderers list.

Hua Spider is good at making faces, and he is very good at dealing with men. He used tricks to play with many knights in the rivers and lakes, and repeatedly stole secret treasures. From the predecessors to the fledgling upstart young heroes, they have all been involved, which reflects from the side that today's heroes in the world are still at a worrying level in terms of taste and brains.

Oh...Young man, no wonder I couldn't hold it back, Yu Yan understood.

This time Shang Yingqiu went to the same place with him, looking at Shen Cuo with an indescribable subtlety.

Shen Cui got goosebumps all over his body, and he yelled loudly regardless of his injuries.

"Don't get me wrong - I'm not, I don't!"

Shen Jue was really wronged, he just saw thieves robbing the wedding party, he must draw his sword to help when he saw the injustice, he subdued the horse thieves, and untied the bride who was almost robbed—Shen Ju dealt with the most vicious people Not afraid, but somewhat relaxed vigilance towards Jiao Didi's crying girl, and before she had time to ask about the situation, she was attacked by a sneak attack.

The flower spider is full of tricks, and it seems that it has a thorough understanding of its slow personality, so it is specially set up.

Seeing that Shen Chu's injury was not serious, Shang Yingqiu ordered some people to go to Yongcheng with gifts first. The ruined temple here has been cleaned up, and torches are lit on all sides. The cold air of late autumn.

Yu Yan sat by the campfire, secretly staring at Shang Yingqiu as he flipped over the fish on it.

Yu Yan only ate a few mouthfuls of pancakes at noon, he was already hungry, and now the aroma gradually hit his nose, so he asked him to take a few more glances at the young man.

Shang Yingqiu originally had a handsome face, under the light of the fire, the depths were even more profound, his skin was as cold as jade, his temperament was cold and hard, but he was very patient in turning over the grilled fish, taking care of every side, unlike Some people think that they have reached the sky when they have a little ability and status, and they are impatient to do such trivial things by themselves.

He usually doesn't like to eat fish because he thinks it has too many thorns, but in the fish that Shang Yingqiu has picked, there is really no soft thorns, and he can eat it without any worries, which shows the meticulousness of his work.

After watching it for a long time, Yu Yan couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

People's character has to be peeked out from the details. If after retiring in the future, there will be such disciples who go out of the martial arts hall to accompany me, and I will be able to stretch out my clothes and eat and open my mouth in my later years, which will be very comfortable.

From the past few years, Yu Yan has started to look for candidates to serve him in the future, searching and picking, picking and choosing, it is difficult to catch the eye.

Some martial arts are acceptable, but they are often rough and clumsy in life, and cannot do delicate tasks such as combing hair and changing clothes.

Some are more than careful, but also unavoidable to be flattering——

The essence of being considerate is that there is neither more nor less, and everything has to be "just right".

Finally, there is someone who can have a little bit of both, but it looks a little sorry.

The eyes are also a very important part of the body. After all, they will be served close by in the future, and hurting the eyes is equal to hurting the body, so it must not be done.

In the past, the elder said that his requirements were too strict, but now, his eyes suddenly lit up——regardless of his position, the young man completely complied!

Seeing that the fish was about to be cooked, Yu Yan collected his thoughts and was about to reach out to grab it.

Shang Yingqiu glanced at the child's hand, although his eyes were shallow, but everything was said in silence.

Before eating, you have to wash your hands.

Yu Yan: "..."

Wash hands, eat, and wait until they are full, but Shang Yingqiu still looks at him.

What, is there anything else?

"Mu Chun, you haven't finished your evening class yet."

The master explained that he needs to meditate for half an hour before going to bed, and then recite poems and books.

"..."

Enough is enough.

It's all in the wilderness, and you still have an ugly Yinmao on your back!

He took back what he just said, if he had such a person by his side, he would definitely die young without a place to bury him!

But in front of Shang Yingqiu, no matter how angry you are with him, no matter how ugly you say it, it's useless.

If you want to be stubborn, he will wait for you to be stubborn enough.

If you want to fight, he can also fight with you.

The frightening thing about this kind of person is that if you want to be tough with him, you can't beat him; if you want to be soft, they regard principles as iron laws, and the truth is always on his side, so you can't justify it.

"You learned the first chapter of "Martial Arts" last night. Let's start with the second chapter today, that is, from the section where scholars don't choose to practice, soldiers don't study, and daily life is not good. It doesn't matter if you don't bring books. Listen carefully."

"..."

"Cough, I said I've been tired all day, and I'm almost done." The fire was burning, and Shen Jue was lying flat on the ground covered with a blanket, feeling that the child was a bit pitiful, so he helped to change the topic: "Hey, little brother , what do you want to do in the future?"

Yu Yan is in a terrible mood now.

He knew that he should not show his power now, so he raised his chin and glared at Shang Yingqiu with displeasure: "What else can I do, of course, my son has inherited his father's career and become a devil."

These words were provocative enough, Shen Zhuben was groggy, and suddenly laughed out of joy.

Yu Yan felt that in the next moment, he could laugh at the stitched wound.

"Ambition is a good thing, but to be an outstanding devil, you need not only good martial arts, but other aspects are also very important."

Shang Yingqiu replied in a calm voice: "The environment today is not as comfortable as being in the league, but even this difficulty can't be overcome. I find an excuse for myself to rest, and how to help your father recover the lintel in the future and realize his dream of unifying the martial arts."

"Did you talk like that?" Shen Zhu didn't look at him, "Little brother, it's not good to be a devil, why don't you consider becoming a head catcher?"

It is easy to be decapitated to be a devil, but it is so much better to be a head catcher.

Not to mention the breeze in both sleeves, the end is equally bad.

The money that Liufanmen distributes to the old head catchers is only three taels of silver every month. Generally, the retired head catchers have a bleak and poor life, and they catch a Class B murderer, but the reward is only 20 taels of silver.

Like Shen Cuo, if you don't manage well at the age when you can make money, and bully the upper and lower to get money, you will be full of bone pain and illness when you get old, and three taels of silver will not even be enough to buy medicine.

I didn't expect that the name of Six Doors was so poor that even a six-year-old boy knew it, so he said embarrassingly, "Little Junior Brother...you think a lot at such a young age."

Yu Yan said unhappily: "Of course you have to think carefully. Before you enter the six doors, don't you think about these things?"

Shen Ju touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Hey, I don't have a chance to choose."

It turned out that after Yu Yan dismissed his disciples back then, he treated everyone equally and gave each of them five thousand gold. He thought he was generous enough, benevolent and righteous, and this amount was enough for ordinary people to spend for several lifetimes, but he didn't know that martial arts like Shen Cuo could also Just entered the door, a kid with no experience in the world, with too much money on him, it will be troublesome.

Shen Ju said that he was targeted by thieves before he left the town.

"When the horse thief robbed the money and was going to silence me, the head catcher from Six Doors happened to pass by and rescued me. I have been sitting on the sidelines since I was a child until now, so today I saw someone being robbed, and I got angry for a while..."

Shen Cu rubbed his face, his voice became lower, the rain outside eased a little, the warm temperature in the room was just in contrast to the cold rain and wind outside, reminding him of his short life on Mount Buzhou.

"Actually, when we were first brought into the palace, we all thought that the master would arrest children to practice kung fu. We were terrified every day, for fear that we would be sucked dry. You are the calmest in the entire Qifeng Hall. You should sleep and eat."

The wound on his body hurt, Shen Ju couldn't fall asleep, and couldn't turn over, so he simply raised his head and chatted with his old friend: "To be honest, what did you think at the time, are you really not afraid?"

Hearing this, Yu Yan raised his head from under the blanket——

Catch him to practice?Inhale?Picking up yang and nourishing yang?

This is all nonsense, extremely hateful, pure slander!

Although Bu Zhougong is not a decent school, but he practiced the upright and upright way. He was most afraid of taking shortcuts in martial arts. Since he started practicing martial arts at the age of eight, he had never taken even a elixir to improve internal strength. How much suffering, how many beatings I have endured, the bitterness of which only I know, how can the despicable villain who cultivates by absorbing the internal energy of others can compare! ?

Shang Yingqiu patted the back of the child's head to comfort him.

"What's scary."

Shen Zhu wanted to say that of course you are not afraid now, but the other party answered slowly: "We have no body and no internal strength, even if we want to use it to practice, it will not be our turn, or do you think we are all talented and born extraordinary? "

The corner of Shen Ju's mouth twitched: "That's right..."

Looking at it now, it seems that he takes himself too seriously, but who knew at the time!

Just like the saying that if you want to practice this skill, you must first leave the palace, except for the palace masters and successors of the past, no one knows the true purpose of the Eight Desolation Kungfu.In the eyes of everyone, Yu Yan was only in his twenties at the time, and he was searching for young people in his prime, so it was inevitable that bad rumors would spread.

Adults who know about it can laugh it off, but Qifeng Hall is full of homeless teenagers.

For them, who live like duckweeds and are precarious, catching wind and shadow is their first instinct for survival.

Listening to the sound of the ticking rain under the eaves outside, drowsiness gradually began to fall. In the blurred vision, the young man in black was quietly playing the role of a pillow. The wind leaking in was almost blocked by him, just enough Give the next child a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Gentle and stubborn.

Shen Ju twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered.

"Actually, I always thought you weren't afraid because you saved Master once... But in the end, you didn't tell the truth, and even handed over the credit to others... Hey, I really can't figure you out sometimes."

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