Xu Mu, who was not good at Qinggong, fell asleep waiting on the boat. When bursts of exclamations of surprise rang out from the hazy river bank not far away, he stood up in shock.
tread.
In the blink of an eye, the cold-legged Zhuge Fan suddenly penetrated the river fog, and landed firmly on the boat with the two sleeping children between his legs.
The unsheathed long sword was still stained with blood, and the expression of anger on his face remained for a long time.
Xu Mu hurriedly stood up and helped carry the two children down.
"Senior, did you win the battle?"
"Nonsense, my handsome young man's nickname was given to me for nothing!"
Xu Muqian laughed, lowered his head, and his face became astringent.
Now it is certain that Zhuge Fan is really an old man with cold legs. After being touched by the river water, his right leg was so painful that he could not touch the ground. He replaced it with a long sword, which, in conjunction with his left foot, was firmly planted on the bow of the boat.
Even with his thin back, Xu Mu once felt extremely tall.
"Senior, are you okay?"
"nothing……"
Zhuge Fan turned around, his face was extremely distorted with pain, and tears burst out from time to time between his squeezed brows and eyes.
"Uh...Senior, let me bake it for you."
After striking a flint, he found a broken can and lit the torn strip of cloth. After a while, Zhuge Fan's face, twisted in pain, began to feel comfortable.
"Senior, these two children cannot be sent back to Tangjiang."
"Of course it can't be done."
The children collected by the old temple people were originally used to sacrifice the river mother. Now they are rescued by Zhuge Fan and sent back to Tangjiang City. They will only be regarded as disaster stars.
"I'll take them away."
Zhuge Fan did not hesitate. He probably had already thought out his escape plan when he was acting chivalrously.
"My dear boss, do you know how long this Ji Jiang is?"
Xu Mu was startled. A three-year-old child in Tangjiang City could blurt out such a question.
"About eight thousand miles."
"Then let me ask my little boss, how many human sacrifices and how many bought children should there be in Jijiang, which is eight thousand miles away."
Xu Mu's mind was buzzing and he felt uncomfortable in his chest.
A glimpse of one spot reveals the whole leopard.
The remaining light of the twilight scene of the Great Epoch is like a dying old man, half buried in the loess, as if there is really no way to save him.
"When you get to the deserted ferry over there, go back to the village. Those old temple people have been killed, so no one should know that you have been there."
Zhuge Fan rarely sounded kinder and looked directly at Xu Mu.
"If not, will you follow me and become a hero?"
"I won't go." Xu Mu shook his head.
In Xujiazhuang, there are still more than 40 people from the village, waiting for his little boss to return.
"I know you have great justice in your heart." Zhuge Fan sighed.
"But I also have a family."
Standing on the bow of the boat, Zhuge Fan smiled and said, "Although I don't know why, I can guess that in this life, you will not be just a passerby."
Passers-by, people on the road, do not participate in it.
Xu Mu's face was silent, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Get up now. You and I are in the same boat. At least you helped me roast my legs."
Zhuge Fan rubbed his hands and said, "I have no money to give you, so I will teach you three sword skills. Of course, with your foundation, you can't even think of becoming a master for the time being."
"Aimed to save lives."
Xu Mu was instantly overjoyed. The old knight in front of him was a master who could fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Even if he learned three moves or two, he would benefit a lot.
In a hurry, Xu Mu hurriedly took off the sword from his waist, but it got stuck on his belt. It took him a while to pick it off.
Zhuge Fan was speechless for a while.
"My dear boss, do you know what a sword is?"
"The king of hundreds of soldiers?" After searching his belly, Xu Mu remembered such a word.
"Who taught you this! What kind of bullshit is the king of hundreds of soldiers? You are going to kill people with your sword, and you still talk about the conduct of a gentleman!"
"Look at the forum..."
"What kind of post? Ouch, my pretty young man has been so carefree all his life, how come I'm so unlearned and unskilled like you?"
Xu Mu swallowed his saliva, and now he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
"A sword is a deceptive weapon. It's not like a knife, it only knows how to chop horizontally and vertically, and it's not like a stick, it's every inch longer and stronger. For example -"
Zhuge Fan thrust his long sword towards Xu Mu. Although it was not unsheathed, there was a faint and intense pressure from the thrust.
"Come and block!"
Xu Mu gritted his teeth and pushed the long sword away, trying to swing it away.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Fan chuckled, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pressed down and stabbed Xu Mu in the ribs.
A slight tingling instantly spread throughout the body.
"If it is a knife, the force exerted will be heavy, so it is not advisable to change the direction. Do you understand? When we play with swords, we are talking about a lie."
"I wanted to pick you, but the sword came out. I picked you with a stab instead."
"Of course, don't even think about playing like this with a master. There are too many flaws and you can see through them at a glance."
"Afraid! I'm telling you, my little boss, this, but you don't understand."
"Senior...I understand."
Xu Mu's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he was even glad that he chose a sword instead of an ax or a stick at the official workshop in Wangzhou City.
"So awesome? He's a martial arts genius!" Zhuge Fan pursed his lips, raised his head and looked into the distance. He was getting closer and closer to the deserted small ferry.
"Just wait and see, I'll teach you three moves."
At the bow of the ship.
Zhuge Fan stood solemnly, the long sword in his hand vibrating faintly as if it had a resonance.
"The first move! Move thousands of mountains!"
Standing up with his arms folded, Zhuge Fan turned his wrist, and the long sword suddenly unsheathed, flying forward and sweeping away. A large curtain of water was instantly lifted up on the river behind the bow of the boat, and it paused for a while in mid-air. Time, clattering into the river again.
Make a circle of ripples.
"This style is suitable for surprise."
Xu Mu was about to behave, but Zhuge Fan stopped him.
"You are in such a hurry! Read it first, and then practice it after you understand it."
Xu Mu hurriedly calmed down and continued to observe.
"Second form, three stabs around."
"When attacking, the wrist can change one round, and the hand can change one round, plus the first one. With your half-dead body, there are three opportunities to change the attack."
Zhuge Fan held up his long sword and stabbed Xu Mu coldly. In the blink of an eye, he tapped Xu Mu's ribs, chest, and forehead.
"Let's practice this style for ten or eight years first. The Dao is simple and the sword is deceitful. If you use it well, you will be able to master it at your fingertips."
Zhuge Fan was still as rude as ever. Xu Mu felt like a goose and helplessly clapped and cheered.
At this time, the boat was less than a hundred steps away from the ferry. The two children at the stern also made slight coughing sounds.
"The third form... draw your sword."
Zhuge Fan also drew his sword at the same time, but stuck the sword blade directly on the board of the ship, and waved to Xu Mu.
Xu Mu's face darkened, he unsheathed his long sword and stabbed towards Zhuge Fan.
Zhuge Fan remained motionless, with a slight smile on his lips. Seeing the tip of the sword, it was about to pierce into the chest——
Xu Mu looked shocked, but he wanted to stop, but it was too late.
Swish.
The long sword was pushed forward, and under Zhuge Fan's avoidance, it was pushed straight into an empty scabbard. Nowhere in the world and underground forums have I seen such sword moves.
The sword I stabbed out has entered your sheath?
"So, this is fraud."
Zhuge Fan smiled slightly, stretched his fingers forward, and tapped Xu Mu's head again.
"I haven't thought of a name yet...just call the old dog back into the cage."
Picking up the two children, Zhuge Fan dragged Lao Han's legs and rushed to the ferry on the shore in a blink of an eye.
"My little boss, since you have great righteousness in your heart, you must never just be a passerby in this life."
"You are not like a passerby. There is compassion in your eyes, compassion for the world."
Xu Mu stood on the boat, solemnly clasping his fists and remaining motionless for a long time.
River boat crossing.
An unknown waterfowl landed on the bow of the boat. It took about half a stick of incense to follow Xu Mu's turning movement, and it flapping its wings in fright.
