Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 62

The Hongbin upstairs is still full of guests, and a pot of good dragon and phoenix tea is steaming, and it is sweet and fragrant all the way to the guest table.

Four cold and four hot dishes have also been served. The golden-yellow smoked goose is finely sliced, and the spicy taste has the sweet aroma of tea leaves, cinnamon sticks, and glutinous rice; The room is full of fragrance; the filial piety cake is crispy and delicious, filled with lotus seeds and chestnut fillings, the fragrance is delicious and smooth but not greasy.

A table of seven people sat around the table, Yan's father sat upright, just staring at the various dishes on the table in a daze, Yan Wingchun and Yuan Ziyi sat side by side, one with a smug look on his face, and the other with a slight smile. Tweak.

"Sister, do you see what I said, only when you win against these stinky men, will they look at you high."

Yuan Ziyi is the representative of social bullying. Seeing that all the dishes are served, her cherry lips parted slightly and said: "Xiao Er, bring me two more jugs of wine! I will celebrate my sister today!"

In Yuan Ziyi's mouth, the fight between Hong Wending and Yan Yongchun just now turned into a complete victory for himself, and he told Jiang Wen explicitly and secretly that the position of the head can be abandoned, but the martial arts cannot be passed on to her.

But Jiang Wen turned a deaf ear to it—wanted to learn martial arts from himself?Jiang Wen still wants this thing!

Hearing the order, Master Luo, who was in charge of paying the bill, closed his eyes in pain.

"What merits are you celebrating? We're clearly here to reminisce about the past. Don't you bring any wine, Xiaoer. Do you have hawthorn juice, orange cake, and scallop jelly for digestion? Serve the same for my precious apprentice!"

Fu Ningdie just ate melon seeds in Bailian Martial Arts Gym, but now she saw that the table was full of vegetables but couldn't fit her stomach, she was so anxious that she burst into tears.Jiang Wen couldn't tolerate this, so he immediately found something to digest for her.

Master Luo, who had his eyes closed, opened them again in distress.

After all the dishes were cooked, Jiang Wen finally got to the point.

"Miss Yuan, what's the matter with you all the way to fight for martial arts? Although Southern Shaolin is temporarily ruined, it is not willing to be bullied like this."

Yuan Ziyi raised his head slowly, dimples bloomed on his face with a smile.

"This is the meaning of the master. Now that the southern Shaolin has suffered a catastrophe and the martial arts have been lost, the master is worried that it will fall into the hands of the villains, so we come to our sisters to collect the Qi Wuzu boxing, and then give it to her old man for safekeeping. People who are destined."

This reason is quite high-sounding.

As one of the five old true ancestors of Southern Shaolin, the five masters have a very high seniority. Even if they wandered away later, it seems reasonable to send their apprentices to collect and sort out their martial arts.After all, the ancestral lineage of Southern Shaolin martial arts is Zen Master Xingyin, the master who brought the five elders from Northern Shaolin to the south.

But Jiang Wen looked at Yuan Ziyi suspiciously, and tentatively said, "Really? Didn't you come here for Wing Chun?"

Hearing the words "Wing Chun", Yan Wing Chun on the opposite side of the table blushed again, leaning his hands on the edge of the table as if he wanted to bow his head in embarrassment, but the long legs under the table were suddenly lifted by a low stake, and the wind howled Went to the river to hear the vital point.

"It can't be done!"

Jiang Wen exclaimed, Jin Department of martial arts whirlwind swept leaf legs suddenly, suppressing this lightning strike, and finally did not let the bastard boss of this house take advantage-every table in Hongbin Building has a gambler. For the handicap, the daily bets are transferred to the prize pool, and the lottery will be drawn when the game is played, even the odd, even, and size of the table number are included.

"Hmph, let you tease my sister."

Yuan Ziyi snorted, pressed the table hard and continued to eat, with a calm posture.

Compared with Yuan Ziyi, Yan Wingchun seemed much taciturn. Whenever Jiang Wen mistook her boudoir name, she would subconsciously blush and shy. However, this behavior did not match her tall and mature appearance.

In the heyday of this feudal dynasty, female heroes always have to fight against ethics and ethics when walking in the rivers and lakes. Old fritters like Avalokitesvara and Zhu Xiaoqian have the mentality only after they are used to strong winds and waves.

If it is a heroine who comes from a family of Jianghu, she is often more able to adapt, while ordinary people who want to walk in the Jianghu often cannot pass the shackles of etiquette in public.At this time, it is generally necessary to name Fu Ningdie like Jiang Wen did, and use a pseudonym to distinguish the boundaries between the rivers and lakes and temples, so as to reduce psychological pressure.

For example, on this table, Fu Ningdie is a pseudonym, Yuan Ziyi is also a pseudonym, even Jiang Wen and Luo Zhuangju are not real names, but only Yan Yongchun is inexplicably called a boudoir name, and is mentioned repeatedly, so she can't help being annoyed.

"Miss Yan, it's me, Meng Lang! I'll apologize to you!"

Jiang Wen resolutely admitted that he wanted to make an apology, but turned around and picked up the chopsticks, pinching himself a goose leg.

"It's okay... I'm a little impulsive..."

Yan Wingchun lowered his head and said, Yuan Ziyi glanced at him with hatred.

Yuan Ziyi actually didn't like the man in front of him very much.

Yuan Ziyi found that this unknown person who claimed to be the head of the Wuyi School seemed to act out of the absurd and playful and capricious, but he always hit the point, as if everything was under control, as if the reason why he behaved inconsequentially was just to jump. Pass the part that I think is boring, and sit and watch all kinds of good shows in the world.

What the master originally ordered was to collect martial arts, and it was her own intention to snatch the position of the master - anyway, you men are not good, so of course I can replace it.

She has always been smart and scheming, and has outstanding martial arts. She is no less than her husband. Along the way, she also won the martial arts smoothly and according to the plan, and she was in the limelight for a while.

She hates men.

Especially smart men.

Especially the man who looked at him with pity in his eyes.

Facing Jiang Wen, she faintly had the illusion of being seen through, as if she couldn't hide from him what happened inside and outside, up and down.

Just like what she was worried about, Jiang Wen quickly amused Yan Yongchun again, and even with Yan's father, he saw that the young man in front of him was getting more and more pleasing to the eye, and after two glasses of wine, the chatterbox opened unconsciously, and he couldn't stop it .

Yan's father said that his real name was Yan Er, he had learned Shaolin boxing for two years, and he was well-known as a bone-setting and drug seller in Guangdong. Later, he was falsely accused of treason by his enemies, so he had to flee to Daliang Mountain in Sichuan with his daughter to make a living selling tofu.

Since ancient times, there have been three kinds of hardships, punting a boat to grind tofu.

Punting is hard regardless of rain or shine, blacksmithing is tiring day and night, and grinding tofu is hard work and tiring work. Every day, you can only push the millstone in circles, working like a donkey from morning to night. The problem with Yan Er’s waist and legs is It fell like this.

As Yan Yongchun grew up, he gradually became smarter and smarter, his appearance became more and more amazing, and he was forced to marry by a local bully. Fortunately, the five masters who wandered around Mount Emei passed by and saw the Shaolin skills in Yan Er. So he accepted Yan Wing Chun as his disciple.

"It's not easy, Uncle Yan. It's a pity that sister Yan will inevitably face hardships and obstacles when she travels in the rivers and lakes. What are your plans after this trip?"

Jiang Wen sighed after hearing this, and offered tea instead of wine to respect the father and daughter, and Yan's father was also flattered to return the salute.He also saw that Jiang Wen's speech and behavior were good, and he was probably not a country man.

"I'm getting older now, and I'm going to go back to Guangdong with my daughter to visit my relatives and offer incense sticks to my parents. This trip can be regarded as the kindness of an unfilial son..."

Regarding the things before and after their trip, even if Yuan Ziyi didn't say anything, Jiang Wen could still figure it out.

It must be Yuan Ziyi who persuaded Wumei to let her act together with Yan Yongchun.Yuan Ziyi is proficient in human relationships and sophistication, and he fights everywhere to fight for martial arts, and Yan Yongchun, who is a master of martial arts, is the best fighter.

Jiang Wen once made a conclusion that women are not suitable for wandering in the rivers and lakes.

But he had to admit that his cognition did not take into account some special situations, such as Yuan Ziyi who has social arrogance, and Yan Yongchun who has social phobia.

Don't look at Yan Yongchun's face will blush when Jiang Wen mentions her name at this time, but she is extremely ruthless when she strikes.

It may be that the fear of being forced into marriage has now become the motivation for her to practice martial arts, which makes Yan Wing Chun's kung fu sharp and concise, with unexpected moves, all tactics aimed at knocking down and killing the opponent.

Therefore, social phobia is also very suitable for messing around. After all, if you can solve it with your hands, you will never move your mouth, and when you can kill the other party, you will never force it.

(End of this chapter)