"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The man sat cross-legged on the bed, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, frowned and looked at the roof, and one person murmured: "I have cut off the road to heaven, how did that man get down? He can still hurt me, a little bit backing."
After thinking for a long time but unable to come up with an answer, he lowered his head and closed his eyes again: "Treat the injury first, then go and ask that person. I wonder if he has any clues."
Xie Wule casually found an inn in the city and said: "Take the tip, serve some food, and take good care of the horse."
"Okay, sir." The waiter took Xie Le up to the second floor attentively and opened the door: "This is your room. Call me if you have any orders."
Xie Wule nodded.
"Oh, by the way, buy me a map." Just as the waiter was about to leave, Xie Wule stopped him and threw a tael of silver to him.
The waiter in the shop hurriedly caught the money. It turned out that this man was a member of an aristocratic family, and he was very generous: "Okay, Master!"
You should know that a map only costs more than ten cents.
After eating, the waiter removed the bowls and chopsticks. Xie Wule spread the map on the table. Holding the candlestick in his hand, he looked at the map carefully.
"My current location seems to be Shunzhi Town in Qingzhou. It's still a bit far to get to the Imperial City. There's Chiyang County in between."
After confirming the location, Xie Wule put away the map and was not in a hurry to go.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I had just unbuttoned my clothes and was about to extinguish the candlestick when I suddenly remembered something.
Take the letter written by Uncle Liu out of the bag, hang it on the candlestick flame and ignite it.
On the day he left the Song Mansion, Xie Wule read the contents of the letter.
Most of them are instructions to Xie Wule and Liu Yucheng. At the end of the letter, it is mentioned that if the two of them are found out, go to the imperial city to find Qiang Bai. He can protect you. And asked Xie Wule to destroy the letter after reading it.
The next day, Xie Wule came downstairs to the inn, had breakfast, put down three taels of silver and left on the counter.
This inn is very small and is run by a family. It seems that few people come here. Although there are not many guests, the cleaning is very clean and the food is fresh.
Xie Wule saw that life was not easy for his family, so he gave a lot more.
Xie Wule found an iron shop with a variety of farm tools and weapons hanging in the shop.
After struggling for a long time, Xie Wule decided to buy a long sword. Although Xie Wule is more proficient with knives, he prefers swords. I didn’t know how to use a gun, and it was inconvenient to carry it on the road, so I didn’t consider it.
Xie Wule liked the new long sword the more he looked at it, and he would take it out to take a look at it from time to time.
Wandering around the town, making next plans.
If you want to take revenge, you must first improve your strength, but where can you go to learn from a master?
"My little friend, let me lend you my sword."
A figure passed by Xie Wule. Before he could react, the newly purchased long sword was taken away from his hand, leaving only the scabbard empty in his hand.
Xie Wule looked forward and saw a short old man fighting with a muscular man.
The passers-by and businessmen around him all stayed away, while some bold ones watched from the sidelines.
The strong man held a broad sword and struck hard at the old man. The old man raised his sword to resist.
No way, the sword I just bought is about to break? Or was it borrowed by an unknown old man without permission?
"Hey!"
Sure enough, as Xie Wule expected, the long sword trembled violently and broke in response.
Xie Wule was heartbroken and bleeding.
The old man hurriedly retreated to avoid the attack of the broad sword, and shouted in shock: "What broken sword?"
"Hand it over!" The strong man stared at the old man with a low voice.
"Kong Er, if it weren't for this broken sword, I would have killed you here today." The old man turned around and ran away: "I have something else to do today, so I won't play with you."
The old man came to Xie Wule again, lifted Xie Wule up like a chicken, and ran away.
Xie Wule looked at the strong man chasing behind him, "It's over, won't I be regarded as an accomplice?"
If I am overtaken, doesn't it mean that I will die before I can escape? That’s great!
"Old senior, I have a horse parked in the stable." Xie Wule saw that the distance between the three people seemed to be shrinking little by little, and he might catch up with them at any time.
"Oh? Where?"
"On the west side."
The old man took Xie Le and ran towards Ma Peng to the west.
When he came to the stable, he saw that there was only one horse. The old man did not hesitate, threw Xie Wule on the horse's back, took the reins and galloped away.
Seeing the two people getting smaller and smaller, Kong Er yelled unwillingly in his heart: "You old fool, you can escape from the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape from the fifteenth grade. If I see you again, I will cut you into pieces!"
The old man ignored Kong Er's yelling and scolding, and disappeared into the forest with Xie Wule on his back.
The old man tied the horse to a tree nearby, took off the gourd from his waist and took a sip.
Xie Wule looked up and down at the old man in front of him. He had a tangled beard and eyebrows and was very thin. It's hard to imagine that he could lift Xie Wule up and run so fast.
"Well, old man..."
"Huh? Boy, your broken sword almost cost me my life. Just tell me how to compensate me." The old man looked at Xie Wule with bulging eyes.
I haven't asked you to compensate me for my sword, so why don't you ask me to compensate you? Didn't you take it yourself? Did I ask you to use it?
Xie Wule cursed in his heart, but still said respectfully: "Senior, who is that person? Why is he chasing you?"
The old man curled his lips and said, "That person is just a brat from the Kong family. If he doesn't understand the rules, why don't you just take a sword manual from him? Do you really deserve to chase me so hard?"
"His old man has to be polite to me when he comes!"
"Then why are you running?"
The old man seemed to sense a hint of contempt in Xie Wule's tone, and his face turned red: "Didn't you see that he had such a big handful in his hand? Old man, I have nothing in my hands, and why should I give a little kid the same experience?"
"To put it bluntly, it's not because of your broken sword that I'm so embarrassed."
Xie Wule smiled inwardly when he saw that these three sentences could not be separated from Broken Sword in the past two days. He wasn't going to let him lose money. After thinking about it, the sword he bought for four taels of silver didn't seem to be very good. It wasn't enough to stay in Fengjiang Tower for a few days. Now he also ran away, turned around and took the horse to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"It's getting dark now. I must go to the city ahead to get something to eat and stay in a hotel."
Staying in a hotel? The old man rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The two of us will run together, and Kong Er will treat us as accomplices. Aren't you afraid that Kong Er will cause trouble for you?"
"Then who's to blame? You weren't the one who dragged me into it." Xie Wule said angrily. If I can't beat you!
The old man seemed not to have heard Xie Wule's complaint and continued: "I am the only one who can keep you safe now, so I will go with you."
Xie Wule didn't refuse. Think about it, this old man is quite good at martial arts. For this reason, there is no harm in it anyway.
"Waiter, stay at the hotel. And feed the horse." Xie Wule handed the reins to the waiter.
"Okay sir, please come inside." The waiter handed the horse to another person to lead Xie Wule and the two into the store: "Sir, how many rooms are there?"
"two......"
"One room, one room." Xie Wule was interrupted by the old man.
Seeing Xie Wule's confused expression, the old man came to his side and said, "We live alone. If Kong Erxun comes and I can't protect you right away, that would be bad. I am wronging myself to protect you."
Entering the room, the old man looked around, feeling Xie Wule's strange gaze beside him, and regained his calm appearance.
Oh my God! Old man, I haven't lived in a house for a long time.
"Roast chicken, roast duck, beef, and fish." The old man said loudly with his hands behind his back.
"Okay, is there anything else you need?" The waiter was very attentive. It's rare to see someone order so many orders.
The old man took off the gourd and handed it to the waiter: "Pour out the water in it and replace it with wine. That's it. You go down first."
Afraid that Xie Wule would stop the waiter, the old man hurriedly sent him away.
"Don't look at me. You'll pay the bill later. Anyway, old man, I don't have any money. And it's just to protect you. How can I have the strength if I don't eat enough?" As soon as the waiter left, the old man changed his previous generous appearance and said rogue.
Xie Wule felt a little strange at first, but now he was sure that he was on the pirate ship. But he wasn't angry either. He hadn't eaten for a day and was very hungry.
The food was served shortly after and the two of them sat across from each other.
"Senior, what is that sword manual? Then Kong Er is chasing you like this." You have to pay something for eating my food and staying in my room, Xie Wule asked.
The old man swallowed the chicken drumstick in his mouth: "How come you don't even know this? Then what are you doing with a sword?"
Xie Wule said nothing, looking like he was listening attentively.
The old man tore off another piece of chicken leg meat: "As long as you promise to pay for the food and hotel, I will tell you."
Xie Wule nodded.
"Sword manual, as the name suggests, is a book that records sword moves. How come you don't even know this?" The old man felt happy, it was so easy to cheat a meal like this.
"The sword has a sword manual, and does the gun have a spear manual?" Xie Wule asked.
"Otherwise? Fists have punching skills, and palms have palm skills. Otherwise, what would you use to fight?" The old man rolled his eyes and pulled off his duck neck: "Are you an idiot? You are not stupid at all. How could you say such a thing? Did you ask it out of your mouth?"
Yes, think about it, this is what it should be, but I was too anxious before. As soon as I got started with each skill, I was eager to learn the next one. I haven’t gotten to the point of learning moves yet.
"You must be a young master from a certain martial arts family." The old man thought about Xie Wule's dress.
Xie Wule did not deny it: "Jianghu? What is Jianghu? Where is it?"
"What are rivers and lakes? Are rivers and lakes about fighting and killing? Are they human beings? I don't know much about it, old man. But I know that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes."
"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes? Why haven't I seen this before?"
Seeing Xie Wule's appearance, the old man was even more certain that he was the son of a certain martial arts family: "How can you see the martial arts world if you haven't even entered the martial arts world?"
"So I say, you aristocratic families have taken good care of the next generation, and your charlatanism is gone."
"Are you from Qingzhou? Are you from the Song family or the Guo family?" The old man took a sip of wine.
"Is the Song family a family of martial arts?" Xie Wule did not answer the old man's question.
"Not only that, but they are considered to have the right to speak among many aristocratic families! It's just that in recent years, the Song family has also moved closer to the imperial court, and it is no longer a family in the traditional sense."
"Is it wrong for aristocratic families to move closer to the imperial court?"
"Is there any absolute right or wrong? Everyone has his own ambitions! And it's not unusual for aristocratic families to move closer to the imperial court."
This old man knows a lot. Xie Wule took a bite of food, nodded, and made his own little calculation in his mind.
"Senior, today you said that my sword is a broken sword. What does it mean to be a good sword?"
"It's very simple. It depends on the sword-making craftsmanship and materials. A high-quality sword should have a balance of strength and softness, a cold light, extremely sharp, and exquisite patterns."
"Today, your sword is hard but not soft. And good swords are hard to come by. Generally speaking, good swords are inherited from the times."
Xie Wule chewed beef and whispered in an almost alone voice: "I also want a good sword, but it's a pity that they don't give it to me. How can I take the first step in the trial?"
The old man pricked his ears and wrote down Xie Wule's words, but he didn't know that Xie Wule had said it to him on purpose.
He was ecstatic inside, but pretended to be calm on the outside: "Boy, it's fate that you and I met. It just so happens that I also want to accept a disciple. How about I accept you according to this fate?"
Afraid of Xie Wule's disapproval, the old man still pretended to say: "Do you know how many talented children from aristocratic families wanted to become my disciple, but I rejected them? Their father even begged me hard and I didn't agree."
Xie Wule pretended to be ecstatic, stood up and knelt on the ground: "Master, please accept my worship!"
The old man looked shocked and immediately nodded pretending to be serious: "Get up, I'm not a particular person."
I didn’t expect this guy to be so easy to deceive. I haven’t finished my words yet! As long as I accept him as my disciple, eat from him, use him, and have the aristocratic family behind him as my backer, my good days will come, hahahaha!
Xie Wule sat back at the table.
This old man knows a lot, and his kung fu doesn't look weak. You will definitely gain something by following him, and you've finally taken the first step. Also, I didn’t admit that I was the son of a noble family. It was all his own idea. You can’t blame me.
"Disciple, my master will take you into the world tomorrow."
"Okay, Master."
