I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 143 Auspicious Homecoming
Song Boyu smiled gently: "Of course, no problem."

"Well, that's okay, we are brothers, so I'll tell you some things. In fact, Chengcai and I have always wanted to do some big things, really big things, such as eliminating the three big bandits in Daze. You have already completed one of them.

It's a pity that our strength is not enough, and we have achieved nothing so far. I don't know if you can teach me martial arts. "

Song Boyu looked at Lu Feiying and thought he could inspect it: "It's just some boxing and kicking skills. If you want to learn, of course I can teach you. But, are you still a boy?"

Lu Feiying burped, but didn't seem to hear clearly: "What, I'm a trap?"

Song Boyu shook his head slightly: "Boy, that is to say, are you still a boy?"

Lu Feiying's head turned like a rattle and said loudly: "When I was 12 years old, I surrendered to Zuihua Tower with Brother Chengcai. What's the purpose of this?"

Song Boyu sighed, it seemed that this person was not destined for him: "My internal strength is a pure Yang skill. If you lose your body, you won't be able to learn it.

However, I have a sword skill called "Inverse Killing", and an internal mental training method called "Tiger Shape Strength". If you want to learn it, I can teach you, and you will be considered a disciple of Xue Yawu Hall. "

"That's a good relationship. I want to learn swordsmanship the most. The sword is the king of weapons and the most handsome!" Lu Feiying couldn't help but nodded, and then fell asleep. He drank too much.

At this time, Sun Chengcai also came back with a red face, briefly explained the situation to Song Boyu, and toasted to Song Boyu.

The next day, Sun Chengcai brought a group of people to the transaction. Song Boyu did not need to come forward during the whole process. He was personally responsible for the whole process, and finally handed over 200 taels of silver to Song Boyu.

Song Boyu felt that the silver was a bit inconvenient, so he simply exchanged it all for silver notes. In this way, he had a total of 400 taels of accepted silver notes, all of which were placed with Xiu Niang and stuffed full of Xiu Niang's clothes.

Xiu Niang was happy and nervous at the same time. She covered her gauze the whole time for fear of being touched by others.

After receiving the banknote, Song Boyu didn't want to waste time. After dining in the restaurant with Sun Chengcai and Lu Feiying, he planned to leave directly.

"Isn't this eldest brother? I thought you were a thief. Why did you go back to the county town in despair?"

A young man who looked somewhat similar to Sun Chengcai happened to meet Song Boyu and others at the door and made fun of them.

Sun Chengcai's face immediately darkened. He met with the county's father yesterday and claimed that with the help of a great hero, he had successfully annihilated the evil thief Ding Fei. However, he was exposed by the eldest lady with a few words and was humiliated. He was even scolded by his father for not being as good as he was. Young brother, I was even more furious when I saw Sun Daocai today.

"Sun Daocai, didn't you go to the Holy Land to select Taoist candidates? Why did you come back so early? Could it be that you failed the selection?"

Sun Daocai's expression changed, he snorted coldly, and shouted deliberately:

"I have a son, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking.

I jump up and down every day and almost die in a den of thieves. Isn't it because I want to get my father's recommendation and participate in the character ranking?

Let me tell you, don’t even think about it. These opportunities are all mine. I am my father’s eldest son. I am born with spiritual bones. Sooner or later, I will become a monk and become a noble official.

You are just a mortal, the son of a servant, you are worthy of fighting with me? "

Sun Chengcai's face almost turned the color of pig liver. He was ashamed and annoyed. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

He didn't even dare to throw a punch at his half-brother, because he couldn't beat him. He had spiritual bones. Although he had never become a monk, he was already a warrior in the foundation-building realm.

Lu Feiying hurriedly pulled Sun Chengcai out of the restaurant, followed by Song Boyu and Xiuniang.

Sun Daocai squinted his eyes and stared at the leaving people with a sinister expression.

After a long while, everyone returned to Sun Chengcai's residence. Sun Chengcai said to Song Boyu: "Brother Boyu, the quarrel between brothers makes you laugh."

Song Boyu had no intention of getting involved in the affairs between the two sons of the county magistrate, but said vaguely: "Each family has its own difficulties, and it is not easy for me to become a talented brother. I want to return to my hometown as soon as possible to observe my filial piety, so I will leave first. We will see you later."

Lu Feiying hurriedly said: "Brother Boyu, no, no, no, he is Master Song. I will go to Jiqingli within three days to offer Shu Xiu and learn from him!"

After hearing this, Sun Chengcai asked a few more questions, saying that he also wanted to learn from his master together. Song Boyu nodded and left.

It was noon in early March, the sun was shining brightly, the vegetation was lush, and there were birds and deer singing along the way, full of vitality.

Song Boyu and Xiu Niang were both dressed in plain clothes, and their donkeys and carts were also tied with white linen cloth. At first they were enjoying the scenery and chatting, but after entering Xiaguan Township, their expressions gradually became solemn.

The first is timidity in close proximity to the hometown and a sense of strangeness towards people of the same clan; the second is folk customs and etiquette to avoid gossiping after being seen by the villagers.

Dayu ruled the world with filial piety. If he was considered disrespectful and unfilial by the villagers and his reputation was bad, he might have difficulty in the future.

If you are an official or a local official, you will be criticized by your colleagues for it.

Several curious neighbors came forward to ask questions, and even asked Song Boyu to take out the evidence and take a look.

The so-called warrant is a piece of yellow paper stamped with the official seal of the government. Non-official households, official households and monks must have a warrant before they can travel, otherwise they will be arrested.

Song Boyu naturally took out the evidence and told the villagers the true situation, which was sad and touching.

They walked slowly all the way, and the sun gradually set in the west. At Youshi, Song Boyu and Xiuniang finally arrived at the gate of Jiqingli Village.

The village gate is made of poplar wood and is tightly closed. There is a strange talisman on it, which flashes brightly from time to time. There is a watchtower on the left side of the gate with faint lights on it.

Before Song Boyu and Xiu Niang got close, they heard someone on the watchtower loudly asking: "Who are you!"

Song Boyu felt that he was being targeted by a bow and arrow. He had good eyesight and used the dim light to see the lookout clearly. It was Song Jingben who had a scar on his face that went straight to his neck: "But Uncle Jingben? I am from Song Jinghe's family who went to Fucheng to seek a living. The eldest son, whose nickname was Badger, is now known as Boyu, and both my parents..."

"Brother Badger? What happened? What happened to Brother Jinghe and his wife?" Song Jingben stared down, put down his bow and arrow, and asked anxiously when he saw Song Boyu and Song Boyu both dressed in plain clothes.

He is a neighbor of Song Boyu's family and a cousin of Song Jinghe. He had a pretty good relationship with Song Jinghe in the past.

Hearing this, Song Boyu felt bitter, paused, and shouted with a hint of tears: "Uncle, my father and my mother, they, they..."

"What's wrong with Brother Jinghe and his wife? You speak!"

Song Jingben felt a little bad and asked anxiously.

Song Boyu sobbed and shouted loudly: "My parents have all gone, and now they are lying in the coffin of the donkey cart..."

After saying that, he whimpered and pretended to be crying.

Zhou Xiuniang, who was on the donkey, also turned over and jumped off, supported Song Boyu, and began to cry.

(End of this chapter)