The customs and customs here are completely different from other places Song Yu has been to. Qinghe Town and Yongxi Prefecture are located on the border. The people there wear simple clothes. Because of the cold climate, they basically wrap themselves up thickly. In a place like Jinyan, which is located near the sea and has rich water and soil, the people's clothes are much more colorful and complicated, with long blouses with wide sleeves and a romantic look.
As for Jinshui, probably because it is close to the former Jiange, many people in the town practice martial arts. There are many men on the street wearing bunts, showing off their strong muscles. Even women like to wear simple and smart clothes, walk smoothly and have a unique style.
Song Yu's eyes circled around the muscular arms of the passing man, and then returned to Xie Nanshi's arms, which although also had muscles, looked thin.
The doubts in those eyes almost appeared.
Xie Nanshi was stared at helplessly by him, so he had no choice but to explain: "To practice swordsmanship first, you need to exercise your body first, and your muscles will naturally become stronger. The disciples in the pavilion will supplement it with mental methods and decoctions. They will also exercise your body, but it will not look bloated." Bulkier and more resilient.”
I understand, the sword pavilion has immortality cultivation techniques, so practicing swordsmanship and Qi at the same time will make your figure more in line with the perfect figure imagined by the player. But if you don't practice inner energy and just practice swordsmanship, your muscles will naturally develop.
No wonder Xie Nanshi said that Yunlang's weak bones would not affect his sword practice. Song Yu glanced at the rather delicate-looking child in the carriage with some weirdness. I can't imagine the way his muscles swell...it feels a bit like King Kong Barbie?
Song Yu trembled, not daring to continue thinking.
Since Jiange escaped from the world, no outsiders have passed through Jinshui Town for a long time. Therefore, after the carriage entered, all the eyes from around were focused on it.
Among them, a sharp-eyed person saw Xie Nanshi's side face through the drawn car curtains. That person thought he had seen it wrong, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Then he realized that this was not an illusion, and there was excitement in his expression that was difficult to hide. .
Once one person sees it, more people will discover it. These people didn't seem to want to disturb the people on the carriage, so they all followed the carriage spontaneously.
Even though these people didn't disturb them, Song Yu could see such an obvious long queue as long as he wasn't blind. He looked back at Jie Nanshi with a complicated expression. It seemed that the status of this little Taoist priest was higher than he imagined.
Since Xie Nanshi brought Song Yu back with him, he had no intention of continuing to hide his identity from the other party. When he saw Song Yu looking at him with doubts, he said calmly: "Jiange is now renamed Zangfeng and is no longer in charge of Jianghu affairs. I am Zangfeng." The first peak master."
Song Yu was stunned, what is this? Master of Zangfeng Peak, doesn't that mean he is... the master of Jiange Pavilion? ! ! !
He originally knew that he was holding a golden thigh that was higher than the full level, but he never thought that these were not golden thighs at all, but diamond legs!
Song Yu felt dizzy and a little doubtful about life. He lowered the curtain and sat back on the stool. Thinking about it, he was killed by the master of Jiange Pavilion in the end of the first week. It seems that... his death was not too unfair! It’s quite exciting! He is worthy of being the protagonist, being protected by the most noble Sword Pavilion Master in the game!
Jie Nanshi saw Song Yu huddled in the corner, looking suspicious of life, and frowned, thinking that he cared about his concealment. Just as he was about to explain, he saw the man suddenly burst into laughter. It sounds a bit scary.
It's okay, he's still the same familiar daily neurotic person. Xie Nanshi sat back safely.
More and more townspeople gathered in Jinshui Town and escorted the carriage back to the small courtyard that Xie Nanshi mentioned. The moment Xie Nanshi walked out of the carriage, a group of people knelt behind him.
None of these people spoke, and they prostrated quietly in the light of the ground, as if they were kneeling to worship their gods.
Song Yu jumped out of the carriage with Yuan Fang in his arms. Seeing this scene, he pulled Yun Lang to the side. He would never get used to this scene of people kneeling. Even if he was not kneeling on his own, he was pointing in his direction. It feels weird.
Xie Nanshi stepped forward, pulled up the old man kneeling in the front row and helped him up: "Everyone, get up."
Xie Nanshi's words were no different from an imperial edict to the townspeople, and everyone stood up quietly.
At the same time, the door of the small courtyard behind them was pushed open, and an old man holding a cane walked out. The moment he saw Jie Nanshi, he burst into tears: "Peak Master, you are back. "He said that he would also kneel down.
Xie Nanshi arrived in front of him in just a moment, holding him up with both hands, preventing him from kneeling down. "Uncle Zou." His tone was still calm, but there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.
After finishing speaking, he turned to face the townspeople who were following him: "Everyone, please go back."
Still no one said a word, they just bowed in his direction and then started walking in an orderly manner.
The whole time, Yun Lang didn't close his mouth.
Song Yu smiled and stretched out his hand to help Yun Lang close his mouth: "I have found a very powerful master for you." The master was beyond his own imagination.
Yun Lang nodded vigorously and followed Xie Nanshi and Uncle Zou into the small courtyard.
The small courtyard is a third-entry courtyard. It doesn't look big inside. The front of the main hall is very wide and there is no greening. When Song Yu looked down, he saw many sword marks on the stone bricks. There are also some floor tiles that have been stepped on for a long time, and there are clear footprints printed on them. Judging from the size of the footprints, they clearly belong to a child.
"I lived here for several years when I was a child." Seeing that Song Yu kept looking at the small footprints on the ground, Xie Nanshi explained.
Song Yu suddenly realized that no wonder the people in Jinshui Town were so familiar with Jie Nanshi.
Uncle Zou was obviously the only one in this courtyard. After he brought the three of them to the main hall, he started to make tea.
Song Yu couldn't bear to see an old man on crutches busy, so he followed behind him like a little tail.
Uncle Zou placed the cakes that Song Yu was holding on the table: "Peak Master, I clean your room every day, but the wing room has not been cleaned for many years, so the dust may be a bit big..."
"It doesn't matter, we only stay one night and let Yunlang sleep with you." Jie Nanshi didn't mention Song Yu and just asked him to go to his room. After all, Xie Nanshi meditates by himself at night and does not need sleep.
Song Yu also knew Xie Nanshi's habits and naturally did not raise any objections. He picked up the cake brought by Uncle Zou and tasted a piece. This pastry is salty, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside and very delicious. The hardest part is that the ingredients are not precious at all, but he can still eat them.
He immediately lost interest in what Xie Nanshi and Zou Bo said next, and concentrated on eating pastries.
Yun Lang was also a restless master. When he learned that this courtyard was where his master had lived when he was a child, he ran out with Yuan Fang in his arms.
Uncle Zou also sat on the stool and looked at Jie Nanshi with red eyes. He had raised the Young Pavilion Master for two years. When the Young Pavilion Master left here, he still had black hair. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Douding had become the young man of Yushu Lanzhi today, and he himself was already gray-haired.
"Peak Master, over the years..." Uncle Zou said for a moment, then looked at Song Yu who was eating a sweet pastry, and his tone became a little hesitant.
"It's okay, there's no need to avoid him." Xie Nanshi had already revealed his identity, so naturally there was nothing he wanted to hide.
Uncle Zou no longer hesitated and asked in an almost urgent tone: "But have you found any clues about the old pavilion master?"
Jie Nanshi stared at Uncle Zou's expectant eyes and shook his head, watching the light in the old man's eyes dim.
Old Pavilion Master? That is Xie Nanshi’s father? Song Yu looked at Jie Nanshi suspiciously, so when he heard "future self", did he guess that it might be his father?
"Actually, it's not that there are no clues at all." Song Yu suddenly said, "We came back this time to verify our guesses."
Jie Nanshi frowned and looked at Song Yu. He was not used to saying things he was unsure about in advance.
Uncle Zou's eyes regained their luster and said "Okay, okay" repeatedly without even asking for any relevant details.
Song Yu secretly patted Xie Nanshi. Sometimes people need hope to have the motivation to live. Giving an old man even an inaccurate hope is much better than a complete negative answer.
Jie Nanshi was deep in thought, but did not interrupt Song Yu's words. Seeing Song Yu eloquent, he made the old man laugh out loud.
When the break was approaching, Song Yu suddenly said: "Uncle Zou, if a girl who likes to wear red comes to this town, please take her in for a few days." He said as he habitually took out the gold.
Uncle Zou hurriedly refused: "Hey, Master, these are all trivial matters, free of charge!"
Xie Nanshi didn't raise any questions throughout the whole process, until now he said: "You don't have to be polite to him."
"Hey." Uncle Zou then put the gold away and was thinking about going to town tomorrow to buy something the girl would like and make good preparations.
I don't know whether it was because he was in a happy mood after seeing Nan Shi again, or because there were still things he needed to deal with later on. Uncle Zou's overall state was visibly more energetic, and he was walking as fast as he could with his crutches.
Song Yu almost failed to follow the person and couldn't help but laugh behind him.
After returning to the room, Song Yu lay on the bed and called up the system. As soon as he clicked on the sleep button, he heard a soft voice in his ear: "Thank you."
Um? What? ! You should have said it earlier, then I wouldn't even be able to answer! Song Yu thought this in his heart, and his consciousness had been forced into sleep by the game.
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The three people from Song Yu chose to leave early the next morning, not to disturb anyone, otherwise there would be another farewell scene for the whole town... which would be a bit of a stir.
Perhaps because he was approaching his destination, Yun Lang seemed a little nervous. What is Master's sect like? Does he have any other brothers? Are these people easy to get along with?
Perhaps sensing Yun Lang's nervousness, Xie Nanshi's voice came out slowly from inside the carriage.
"Since we are almost at the mountain gate, I should also inform you of the situation at the mountain gate. My sect was originally Jiange, but now it has been renamed Zangfeng. A gentleman hides his edge, conceals it but does not reveal it, and hides it but does not release it. Just like the sword in your hand. , Don’t take action unless necessary, and once you take action, you will never regret it.”
