[Comprehensive martial arts] Hundreds of no taboos

The guest room is built against the mountain, and it is about late spring at this moment, it is neither hot nor cold, so it is just right to live in.

Not long after Huang Yaoshi left, someone knocked on the door. He was a ten-year-old boy, very handsome. Thinking of Qu Lingfeng, who called himself a big brother in the daytime, he also had a good appearance. I had to Doubt Huang Yaoshi's criteria for selecting disciples.

The little boy obviously didn't get an explanation from his master, so he looked at me with some restraint and curiosity, handed me the clothes in his arms, and said, "Master asked me to send it."

I nodded and took the clothes over, the little boy said again: "The clothes are mine, you can't wear the clothes of junior sister."

I nodded again.

The little boy hesitated, but he still said, "You won't take my clothes off, will you?"

I can't answer him.

Xiao Tong obviously understood something, he sighed old-fashionedly, and said, "Okay."

I thought this little boy was cute, so I asked him, "What's your name?"

The little boy said sullenly: "My original name was Chen Daniu, my mother gave me the name, and my master changed my name to Chen Xuanfeng."

I think it's a great name change.

I said, "My name is..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xuanfeng said: "Eldest senior brother told me, your name is Da Qi."

I scratched my face and sighed.

Chen Xuanfeng obviously has a familiar temperament, very similar to Qu Lingfeng. He was probably very curious about my previous behavior of pulling up trees with bare hands, and has been secretly observing my hands from the corner of his eye.

I spread my five fingers, stretched out my hand in front of him to show him, and asked him, "Do you see what's going on?"

Chen Xuanfeng groaned, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm just a little curious... Did you really do the Taolin?"

I nodded and asked casually: "The exercises you practice seem to be very different from your elder brother?"

Chen Xuanfeng was not wary of this, and immediately said: "That's right, that's right, big brother practiced the air-split palm technique, he can split firewood with one palm, and I practiced the blue wave palm, which is useless..."

I don't know what is splitting empty palm and what is blue wave palm, but what is certain is that this ten-year-old boy has practiced hard kung fu. With his aptitude, he will be able to master it after another 30 to [-] years of practice. an iron stake.

Because of the clothes, I kindly reminded Chen Xuanfeng, "Your roots are not suitable for martial arts training. If you practice too much, you may lose your lifespan. I think you are not very old, so you can properly focus on other things." .”

Chen Xuanfeng was stunned for a moment, with a complicated look on his face, and left without saying a word.

I don't know if I said something wrong, I touched the back of my head, and went back to the guest room with my clothes in my arms.

Chen Xuanfeng's clothes are white on the inside and blue on the outside, the same material as Huang Yaoshi's own clothes, they should have been washed not too long ago, and they still have a scent of saponin, they are a little bigger when worn on the body, but they are bigger than the ones I used to wear as a sack clothes are much better.

I only put on my underwear, climbed into bed and fell asleep.

The island has a long sky, I slept in the middle of the night, and slept until the sun was bright. When I went out, I saw that the sun was already high in the middle, and I could smell the aroma of food from a distance.

As soon as I opened the door, a middle-aged woman with a scar on her face gestured at me. She should be the deaf-mute slave that Huang Yaoshi said. It can't be mistaken, not only has she been made deaf and dumb, but her martial arts have also been abolished. She looked at me with a strange expression.

I watched for a while before I realized that she wanted me to go with her.

I thought she was taking me to dinner at first, until I was taken to the sea and saw the boat in the distance.

This Peach Blossom Island doesn't even care about a meal.

I sighed, and followed the middle-aged woman onto the boat.

The boatman was also deaf and dumb. He nodded to the middle-aged woman, gave me another courtesy, and then set sail.

Starting from Taohua Island, it takes more than ten days to get to the nearest ferry, probably because the boatman is more familiar with the route.

I still have the awe that some people should have for places like the sea and the desert. After all, I can't stop eating and drinking all the time, so I was very well-behaved along the way.

Both the middle-aged woman and the boatman are deaf-mute, they can’t write, and they can’t communicate. I didn’t understand the situation in this world until I stepped ashore. After sending me ashore, the two of them drove back by boat without running away at all. the meaning of.

I'm a little hungry.

There are towns not far from the ferry to the east. Most of the people here speak dialects.

After three or four days of walking around the town, I got a rough idea of ​​what was going on here.

Then he stood at the door of a restaurant and was stunned for a full quarter of an hour.

This is my second encounter with a familiar world.

Here is still the Song Dynasty, Song Zu founded the country, there is Zhao Zhen, Zhao Ji, and Master Bao who I am familiar with, but Fang Yingkan is missing, Jinfengxiyulou is missing, Liufen and a half hall is gone, and the two emperors are taken away. After being captured, Zhao Gou rebuilt the Song Dynasty. Several generations have passed, and it is now the 14th year of Chunxi.

Maybe it was because I stood for too long, the beggar sitting on the steps of the restaurant got a little impatient, and shouted: "Little baby, you are blocking my light."

I moved two steps away and sat next to the beggar.

It's not that I'm not picky, but that this beggar has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he is young and strong, although his clothes are tattered, they are not dirty, and the place where he sits is also clean.

The young beggar was a little strange and asked me, "What are you doing sitting here? You don't look like you have no home. Why, do you want to beg for food with the Lord?"

I glanced at the beggar and said, "I am indeed homeless, but I don't want food, I just want to sit for a while, but you, who have hands and feet, why don't you do some business?"

The young beggar glared and scolded: "Why don't beggars earn a living? There are too many people with hands and feet. Farmers have to pay taxes, businessmen are robbed, and men are beaten and scolded. This is the way of the world. A beggar is better than an emperor!"

I discriminated against him a little, so I didn't want to say any more, I patted my butt and stood up.

Since I left Peach Blossom Island, I haven't eaten for five days.

This time will not make me starve to death, but the feeling of hunger is a lot, and I am ready to "make a living".

Such as robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Seeing that I ignored him, the young beggar got excited. He grabbed my arm and shouted: "Don't go, you have to speak clearly to the master today, yo, you rolled your eyes!"

I make sure I didn't roll my eyes.

I suspect that this beggar wants to touch porcelain.

While pulling my arm, the young beggar quickly touched my wrist to my shoulder blade, and then touched my back.

It's not that I didn't react, but I knew he was touching my bones.

I simply stood and touched him.

After touching my bones, the young beggar said in a tone that he thought I didn't know, "Anyway, you have nowhere to go, and you offended the Lord, so the Lord will show mercy and take you to be a beggar for a few days to let you live Happy days!"

He grabbed me and wouldn't let go.

I can understand the thoughts of a young man who has practiced martial arts for a few days, feels that he has accomplished a great deal, and meets an unworldly genius like me, who really wants to take him as an apprentice.

I sighed and said, "Before this, did you have anything to eat?"

He has.

The young beggar led me through three alleys and another dog hole, and came to a dilapidated old yard where he roasted a chicken for me.

The young beggar killed the chicken with the posture of a chef, took out the internal organs, washed them with water, took out the spices he stole from nowhere, spread them on the chicken, wrapped them with leaves, and then smeared them with mud , dug a fire pit, and burned a pile of fire on it.

He said very proudly: "Let you taste your master's craftsmanship!"

I have a lot of complaints about his mantra that he never leaves his father.

But I do get hungry.

The young beggar called himself Hong Qi, and he was the sub-head of the Yuezhou branch of the beggar gang. I had never heard that beggars could also form cliques, so I doubted that he was making it up.

Hong Qi is about the same age as Huang Yaoshi, but he talks more than Huang Yaoshi's apprentices. While waiting for the chicken to be cooked, he may say as much as I say in a year. I think he is a bit annoying.

After a long time, Hong Qi kicked away the burnt firewood a few times, pulled out the hard-baked mud ball with a branch, pointed to the mud ball and said: "This is a beggar's chicken. If you eat a beggar's chicken, you The little baby has to follow the big beggar and be a little beggar."

I nodded.

But I'm ready to eat the chicken and leave.

Hong Qi knocked the mud ball open, and just after the mud ball was broken, a special fragrance permeated from the leaves, and I was shocked immediately.

I asked several times before that I would roast it myself, but Hong Qi refused to agree, and insisted on making me some beggar chicken. The chicken looks pretty good.

Hong Qi tore off a chicken leg by himself, and handed me the remaining chicken with half the mud shell.

He probably didn't think I could eat much, and kept yelling: "Give me the rest that can't be eaten, don't throw it away!"

The beggar chicken roasted by beggars is fat but not greasy, full of the aroma of chicken oil, and a mouthful of chicken with juicy chicken skin is full of aftertaste.

I ate a whole beggar chicken under Hong Qi's longing eyes.

I'm not ready to go.

I'm going to learn roast beggar chicken from Hong Qi, but before that, I can only learn his martial arts perfunctorily.

To be honest, it's a little difficult.

Hong Qi has many self-created martial arts, but most of them are not martial arts in my opinion, they can only be regarded as indiscriminate moves in life-and-death struggles. He feels very good about himself, and even thinks that teaching me a few moves is enough to benefit me for the rest of my life .

I have restrained my progress enough, but there is nothing I can do. I have studied for half a month, half a month, which is just enough for me to learn how to roast beggar chicken. Before I was ready to say goodbye, Hong Qi had already He found me with a serious face and said that there was nothing more to teach me.

I thought the thing about stealing beggar chickens was revealed.

But Hong Qi said: "I thought you were just good at bones, but who knew that you were a natural martial arts genius. I have nothing to teach you here. As a master, you can't delay your apprentice's future. You pack your things, and I'll take them with you." You go find someone."