Outsiders in Hongbin Tower were bustling with people, and guests in the building exchanged glasses for each other.
After the guests drank tea and light wine, they chatted endlessly about the breeze. Occasionally, someone mentioned that an earth dragon had appeared on Manting Peak recently, which inevitably led Qi people to plan to move from Chong'an County.
The luggage of Yan's father and daughter and Yuan Ziyi had been packed at this time. Several pairs of clothes and a box of soft clothes were all their belongings as they traveled around the world. Master Luo claimed that he had been getting along well with Yan's father in recent days, and he very diligently purchased some local specialty Dragon and Phoenix Group Tea for them to use as gifts when they returned to Guangdong Province to get married.
"Master Luo, why are you so generous today?"
Jiang Wen looked at this man in surprise. He usually wanted to deprive the martial arts disciples of their meals. Could it be that he was being coerced by force?
Master Luo, who was smiling with a smile on his face, wrinkled his face and whispered in embarrassment: "In the past few days when the two girls came to the martial arts gym, they kicked away two waves of people who were kicking the gym. I would like to invite her to sit here from time to time in the future." Guan, you have to build a good relationship..."
Let Yuan Ziyi, a professional kickboxing player, deal with the people who come to kickboxing. It is a professional counterpart.
What Master Luo was too embarrassed to elaborate on was that the days when Yan Wing Chun and Yuan Ziyi stayed at the martial arts school were the days when he felt most secure.
He no longer has to worry that after someone punches and kicks him, he will have a bruised nose and face. He has to applaud according to the rules of the world and obediently offer wine, meat and silver to see the person off.
The rules of the rivers and lakes are the most important. If you eat meat, you will be beaten. The more famous you are, the more ruthless your opponents will be. No one can avoid this - so Jiang Wen recruited four stone lions for the Wuyi Sect in advance.
Yuan Ziyi smiled softly, and the dimple on the left cheek dimpled slightly. He picked up the wine glass and said to Master Luo: "It's not worth mentioning for a little effort. From now on, if my sister comes to stay at the Guiwu Hall, please don't dislike it, Master Luo."
Since the three of them were about to go on a long journey, they only ordered tea today. Master Luo was flattered and returned the favor. He drank it all in one gulp without changing his expression or panting.
"That's enough, that's enough. Miss Ziyi, please don't make trouble with Master Luo. When the time comes, you can come stay with me in the Wuyi Sect."
What does it mean to act righteously?
If it was Yan Yongchun, he seemed to be someone who would help out of repayment, but the Yuan Ziyi whom Jiang Wen knew was not a chivalrous person. Based on his malicious speculation, he most likely wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger at being injured in a surprise attack that day.
When Yuan Ziyi heard Jiang Wen's words, she simply didn't even have to be polite. She stroked her hair and said slowly: "The noble school has carved beams, painted buildings, and red couplets and squares. Ziyi is just a cold-blooded woman, so I won't bother you."
After speaking, he shook a few iron badges in his hand and looked at Jiang Wen provocatively.
Yan Yongchun planned to stop Yuan Ziyi, and reached out to grab the token from Yuan Ziyi's hand, but when he was about to take action, he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he handed over his hand with a slight blush and said.
"Headmaster Jiang...when my father and I come back from Guangdong, we will definitely visit Dawang Peak. Well, I hope you can give me some advice then."
Yan Wing Chun still deeply regrets not being able to learn the Tianshan plum-breaking technique.
Now that Jiang Wen has regained his first power, he has gained a little more confidence. He is also very moved by this martial arts crazy girl, and has no choice but to promise her to have a good discussion next time they meet.
"Headmaster Jiang, you can't just be partial to Sister Yan."
Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and said immediately, "You have to teach me a decent martial arts, right?"
Yan Yongchun's face turned red and he wanted to cover her mouth. Yan's father stood beside him with a look of comfort, but Jiang Wen's face was impenetrable to a knife, and he waved his hands to shoo away flies.
"Don't make trouble. The Golden Dragon Whip Technique didn't hurt, right? If you still want to learn martial arts, you should join the Wuyi sect first. At present, the quota of our disciples is full, and even the positions of stone lions have been filled. Maybe, girl, you can only Now I have the post of sweeper."
"snort!"
When Yuan Ziyi heard Wu Ming's anger, she simply folded her arms and turned her head to ignore Jiang Wen.
"Miss Yan, did you go to Guangdong to defect? Now there are wars and troubles everywhere, and it may be dangerous to walk rashly."
Jiang Wen said kindly.
"Father said that there are still a few relatives in Guangzhou who might be able to join him."
Yan Yongchun glanced at his father and said softly: "It's okay if it doesn't work. There are rumors in the world that Southern Shaolin is raising its flag to rebuild the Great Buddha Temple in Guangzhou. With the Shaolin roots of my master and father, there will always be a place to stay."
Jiang Wen asked in surprise: "Southern Shaolin went to Guangzhou to cause trouble? Are Hong Xiguan and the others so brave?"
Last month in the Wuyi Mountains, Tiandi Hui Chen Jinnan and the imperial convict Hong Xiguan joined forces to delay the destruction of the Qing Dynasty's three-pronged army. They had long been paid attention to with hatred. At this time, the high-profile action was like hanging a longevity star.
Yan Yongchun shook his head: "It's not Senior Brother Hong Xiguan. Although I also admire what he has done, it is the two famous figures in Southern Shaolin, Zen Master Zhishan and Master Sande, who set the banner in Guangzhou Great Buddha Temple."
"No need for admiration or anything like that."
Jiang Wen picked up the tea bowl and took a sip unnaturally, "Miss Yan, you beat his biological son every two days. No matter how much you admire him, he won't give you a good look - even though he himself doesn't have a good look."
"We are just competing in martial arts. Although it is true that the big one bullies the small ones, but...but..."
Yan Yongchun became embarrassed instantly.
As long as she is not competing in the martial arts field, she is like an ordinary girl from a private family, and she does not have the confidence and pride of a heroine at all.
In response, Hong Wending sat with an expressionless face, as if he was a master.
"It doesn't matter. Master Yan doesn't need to take it to heart."
Jiang Wen couldn't help but slandered, what kind of genetic gene did Hong Xiguan have? Why did the father and son look like they were copied and pasted? Could it be due to mitosis! ?
"Wait a minute, Zen Master Zhishan also appeared in Guangzhou? Shouldn't he have died in the burning of Southern Shaolin?"
Jiang Wen suddenly realized something was wrong.
With Ma Ning'er's deep-seated hatred for the Supreme Monk of Southern Shaolin, there was no reason to let him go. She even proudly boasted to Hong Xiguan that it was an honorable rule to be kind and soft-hearted, and villains did not have to abide by it.
Father Yan also said with some uncertainty: "I have also heard this rumor. It is probably false news deliberately spread by the Tatars. Master Sande is the teacher of the disciples of the Thirty-Sixth Household layman, and he deliberately fabricated the story that the Supreme Good Master survived. Stories can easily defeat one’s own momentum.”
Jiang Wen was doubtful about this. He saw that Yan Yongchun was also about to speak, but in the end he remained silent.
"Although Shang Kexi, who occupied Guangzhou, was ruthless and killed countless people, he also begged the Qing court to return to Liaodong many times. In recent years, he has deliberately allowed the situation in Guangdong to corrupt in order to escape from the chaos..."
Jiang Wen pondered for a moment, and then recounted the situation he had analyzed to Hong Xiguan and Chen Jinnan, "Now that Southern Shaolin is gathering in Guangzhou again, it should be fine for you to go under the muddy water. You just need to pay more attention to hiding your identity."
After saying that, he asked for paper and pen from the store, wrote a brief letter in crooked handwriting, put it in an envelope and wrote a big word "jiang", and then handed it to Yan's father's hands.
"Uncle Yan, I have an old friend who is doing business in Guangzhou. If you have any needs, you can ask him. This person will definitely not refuse."
"Master, do you have acquaintances in Guangzhou?"
This time, even Ningdie and Wen Ding looked over in surprise.
"What's wrong with having two friends who are also traveling around the world as a teacher?"
Jiang Wen waved his hands indifferently and said: "You actually know him too. This person is best at deceiving others with his virtues. Last month he went to Guangzhou to avoid trouble and do business. I even persuaded him to change his name to Thunder Tiger..."
Yuan Ziyi pretended to be casual and said: "Master Jiang, since you have such a wide range of friends, why not go south with us so that you can visit relatives and friends!"
But Jiang Wen was not moved at all, and even turned a blind eye to the expectant looks of the two heroines.
"No need, no need. Mr. Jiang has been very sensitive to world affairs recently. As the saying goes, don't let waiting become a regret. I decided to train several disciples on the peak to avoid feeling guilty in the future."
Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and stood up.
"Hmph, don't regret it."
Jiang Wen stood up and responded.
"If you say you won't leave, you won't leave. A true man keeps his word."
