Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 2 Desolation in the End of the World
Seeing that he had already nodded to accept his apprentice, Shopkeeper Fang reluctantly entrusted his youngest son to Jiang Wen's hands, and sat down to drink tea contentedly, waiting for the rain to pass.

But the rain outside the teahouse was getting heavier and heavier, and the tea flag with the words "Mountain Spring Sencha" was no longer fluttering. We could only stick to the flagpole like a dead fish, looking up at the rain curtain floating in the empty valley of Wuyi, and listening to the rain falling on the bamboo. There are soft sounds among the leaves.

"Since the matter of the little stone has been resolved..."

Jiang Wen adjusted his uniform, tried his best to look like a master, and said to a separate table in the teahouse, "Would you like to think about it and worship me as a teacher together?"

"do not want!"

A voice was clear and ethereal, like a spirit bird in the mountains.

Looking again, there is a five or six-year-old girl sitting there, with a round face, white and tender skin, she is curling her lips sexually, her eyes are dark and bright, and she looks very alert.

"You laughed treacherously just now, I saw it!"

Jiang Wen was a little embarrassed, "Ahem little girl, you are talking nonsense, I am not laughing."

But shopkeeper Fang didn't care about the flaws in his words. Instead, he looked at the little girl enviously, and asked, "Whose child is this? How did he look so good-looking?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at his own son with regret. He also looked six or seven years old. A person carved in powder and jade was like a person in a painting. His own was like a stuffy thing in a crock pot. It was really hard to describe...

Jiang Wen opened his mouth and explained: "This is the child I rescued two days ago when I was out fighting for justice."

Jiang Wen went out to meet friends and ran into the Qing court prison car that was about to be sent to the Jiaofang Division. After he rescued the beauty with a hero, he discovered this beauty. It seems that she is a little younger...

"No wonder Daoist Jiang hasn't seen anyone for a few days."

Shopkeeper Fang wanted to imitate the people in the world and praise him, but because of his chubby figure, he seemed extraordinarily funny.

The little girl said unwillingly: "Who wants you to save?"

Jiang Wen was amused: "Then I will send you back now, believe it or not?"

The little girl curled her lips again and bowed her head in silence.

Jiang Wen comforted him and said: "It's not convenient for girls to travel around the rivers and lakes, but your situation is different, and there is no other way to go. Don't use your original name. I will give you a new name, and you will be safe when you go out."

When it comes to heroines walking in the rivers and lakes, it's too troublesome. You can't sleep like a rough man in a ruined temple, and you have to wash and take care of your appearance every now and then.

Taking a step back, even if you go to the city with your seniors to do errands, you have to open two separate rooms for men and women, and the expenses are easy to exceed the standard. Anyway, it is very troublesome.

He thought for a while: "It's easy for girls to lose money when they walk in the rivers and lakes, so you have to take advantage of it first!"

Shopkeeper Fang's face twitched when he heard this, could a martial arts master say this?I usually never speak so bluntly with the guys in the store.

"Your surname is Fu. I won't change it, and I'm too embarrassed to give you a surname. You can change your name to Nendie?"

The little girl covered her ears, but her little feet couldn't reach the ground. "What kind of vulgar name is that! I don't agree!"

"Aren't you satisfied? It's understandable for children to be thin-skinned..."

Jiang Wen thought about it and said, "Then change the name to Ningdie? You should be satisfied this time, right?"

The little girl who was forced to change her name to Fu Ningdie blushed anxiously, obviously unable to accept such an inappropriate name.

But Jiang Wen said before she refused: "It's okay if you don't want to, the rules of the world are to save someone's life with your body, and I think this great apprentice is just right!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wen half-discussed and half-jokingly said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, how about letting the little girl be a child bride for Xiao Shitou? Your family doesn't lack a pair of chopsticks, right?"

Shopkeeper Fang's fat face was full of smiles: "It's okay, it's okay, how much can a little girl eat?"

Hearing this, the little girl glanced at the little stone next to her, who looked like a marsh king, and completely collapsed.

In an instant, her eyes turned red and tears filled her eyes, and finally she couldn't maintain the aloofness of the little adult, so she lay down on the table and began to cry.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

During the previous turmoil, most of the people in the teahouse left. At this time, except for the shopkeeper Fang and the servants, only the father and son at the outermost table were left, drinking tea quietly, and the water was gone. Just add more, without saying a word.

But the son looked at the stove from time to time, and smelled the aroma of tea boiled eggs, and swallowed lightly.

Seeing that the little girl who changed her name to Fu Ningdie finally succumbed, Jiang Wen stopped bullying others, and smiled at the father and son who were watching: "Guest officer, let you see the joke."

The father was carrying a gray cloth burden and was dressed in gray clothes, which made him look even more dusty, but he had a pair of sword-like eyebrows with a fierce look, which was not easy to provoke.

He said to Jiang Wen expressionlessly: "This Taoist priest, you seem to be very interested in me from now on?"

"It's true that I don't see many guests who drink tea for an hour and refill two pots of water like you two."

After Jiang Wen's slander was finished, he laughed, and pointed to the child beside him, "Speaking of being interested... it should be your son, who is interested in my ineffective female disciple."

Neither of them moved.

The sounds of iron objects bumping and joints shifting quietly sounded.

Hearing this, Fu Ningdie, who pretended to cry and lowered her face to wink at her father and son for help, quickly lowered her head, pretending nothing happened.

The reason why it can be judged that the relationship between the two is father and son is because although the two are one big and one small, their body shape, demeanor, and poker face expression are exactly the same, just like copy and paste.Not to mention their obviously callused muzzles and wrists, which are definitely not what crops can have.

When Jiang Wen said these words, he had already used the kung fu of the Jianghu, reminding the other party that since they came here and were discovered, they should report their names and intentions, whether the two sides are friends or enemies.

The child, who appeared to be about ten years old, moved his face slightly, and turned his head to look at his father thoughtfully.

Father finally drank the cold tea in the cup and said in a low voice: "Don't be emotional."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and pretended that nothing happened just now, and said to Jiang Wen, "Master Daoist, we have bothered you a lot, now that the rain has slowed down, we should leave."

After speaking, he took the lead in holding up the broken umbrella and walked into the still pouring rain.

This is to show that it is inconvenient for me to reveal my whereabouts, but it is definitely not malicious. I hope the other party will not press me any more - if I continue to ask, I will only turn my face.

Jiang Wen saw that the other party didn't speak to the bottom of his mouth, so he sighed, lifted the cage drawer from the stove in the teahouse, filled two whole taro and glutinous rice cakes with banana leaves, and stuffed them into his son's hands after two steps.

"Just drinking tea is for digestion, how can you control your satiety?"

The child's complexion remained unchanged, and he wanted to refuse, but his stomach let out an untimely growl as soon as he walked, so he hesitated for a while, and still caught the steamed taro and glutinous rice cakes.

After thanking him softly, he followed his father into the rain with an umbrella, while Jiang Wen looked thoughtfully at their fading figures in the rain.

The moment he turned his head, Jiang Wen once again showed a thoughtful expression.

Hong Xiguan was born in Shaolin Temple, and was massacred after his participation in anti-Qing and Ming-ming events came to light.Over the years, he has been massacring all over the place for revenge, which has long annoyed the official uniform, and even became a key criminal hand-picked by the Qing court's Ministry of Punishment. Now that he appears at the foot of Wuyi Mountain, it must be a disaster rather than a blessing.

Chong'an County has long been filled with portraits of Hong Xiguan, but the painting skills are really not flattering. It can only be said that after giving full play to the imagination, it looks a little bit like a person.

It wasn't until today that he met by chance that he realized that the looks and clothing of the two people in front of him were exactly the same as the old Hong Kong movie "New Shaolin Five Patriarchs" in his memory. There will be blood on the road.

Jiang Wen didn't have the slightest liking for the Qing court. A few years ago, the order to keep his hair but not his hair forced Jiang Wen to hide in Wuyi Mountain and pretend to be a Taoist priest to keep his hair.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Wen to sit idly by and ignore Hong Xi's official collapse in Wuyi Mountain, and if he does not want blood to flow into rivers in the town and the peaceful life will be cut off from then on, Jiang Wen has to make a plan first...

For example, it is a very good way to cut off their minions before the Qing soldiers find any clues and start killing.

"Jiang Daochang, do you know those two people?"

As an old shopkeeper who has been in business for many years, Lao Fang is obviously more accurate in seeing people, and he recognized at a glance that the look in Jiang Wen's eyes was not doubt and temptation, but intentional approach.

Jiang Wen didn't deny it either.

"Well, but he doesn't know me."

Nonsense, that person looks like Jet Li, can you not take a second look?If Jackie Chan came over, Jiang Wen had to close the stall and run away on the spot to prevent the IKEA kung fu master from using his meager property to practice.

In the strangeness of the world recently, in addition to gradually spreading some deeds full of sight, there are also rumors of unexplained things surging, which is faintly different from when I first arrived a few years ago.

The rivers and lakes are full of turbulence, and weird news spread frequently, such as a certain person in the martial arts practiced martial arts but became insane, someone swallowed Ganoderma lucidum and turned into an ape, and among the martial arts treasures that were excavated, there was only one unidentified man with a horny head. The bones, the thin coffin of an expert who has been dead for many years, is full of traces of minions...

This is not only incomprehensible, but also unbelievable.Even if Jiang Wen had a system to help, he couldn't see through the weirdness.

After all, Jiang Wen's Tianyancha system has very limited functions. Only when he is close enough and accompanied by physical contact can he see the information of the characters. In the end, he couldn't get close to shake hands with his father.

But the investigation of the child just now has been completed.The information flow that erupted from him was already remembered by Jiang Wen in a moment.

【Name: Hong Wending】

【Age: 8 years old】

[Savvy Evaluation: Talented]

[Gengu Evaluation: Jade in the Stone]

[Martial Arts Evaluation: A First Look at the Way]

【Practical Evaluation: Handy】

[Comprehensive knight level: slightly familiar with fists and feet]

[Mastering Martial Arts: Shaolin Neigong (Beginner), Hongjiaquan (Advanced), Deadly Throat Lock Gun (Advanced)]

[Character description: The practice of martial arts since childhood gave him the ability to fight. His calm mind and extraordinary understanding are his deadliest weapons. 】

"Everyone is gone, let's close the stall too."

Jiang Wen said to the shopkeeper, "Let's go to the town to buy some clothes for Ningdie and Xiaoshitou. Children of all ages are prone to catch cold in the wind on the mountain."

(End of this chapter)