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Chapter 397: The Rivers and Lakes Are Parting (12)

Wang Anfeng still separated from the Qingyang caravan.

He only stayed in the caravan for a day, and the one hundred cash was returned with a dozen or so copper coins, and the rest fell into the pockets of the shopkeeper of the caravan. How many people's hands have been touched, and the water is slippery, and the words on the copper coins are somewhat blurred.

Wang Anfeng weighed it, and the few copper coins lost [-]% of their weight compared to his own.

The boy smacked his mouth.

Okay, sorry...

Flowers are the same, so if you use them to hit people, it must be the key point, which is more convenient.

It's also more painful to hit.

Tossing the copper plate in his hand, Wang Anfeng did not let the painstaking efforts of the Daqin Mint become a hidden weapon for smashing people's skulls. Before warming up, he changed another owner and changed two candied haws at the small vendor next to him. .

A bunch of himself.

A bunch of Aping.

Seriously speaking, candied haws can only be eaten in the coldest winter. The syrup is poured on the hawthorn, and it should be placed under the window with the best grilles in the north to freeze overnight, and it will be collected the next day. Sell.

Wang Anfeng gnawed on the red hawthorn covered with sugar juice.

A little sour.

The young man suddenly remembered the little girl he pulled at the Wei Ya Festival three years ago, and the string of sour-toothed candied haws.

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A Ping said that he came to travel outside to increase his knowledge, but this was the first city he encountered after he came out. After meeting Wang Anfeng, he stayed here all the time. Wang Anfeng asked him about his experiences over the years, Also in my own experience, I randomly picked some things to tell Aping.

He naturally plundered things like the Giant Whale Gang and the Valley of Medicine Masters.

But the rest of the story also stunned Aping, his face was blank, his eyes were in a daze, and he even felt in his heart that he was listening to a story told by a storyteller.

It's just a gavel.

Ah Ping was thinking wildly in his mind.

On that day, A Ping moved directly into the inn, and his food and clothing were naturally recorded in the ledger of the Giant Whale Gang. A Ping rarely slept so peacefully. I had a sparring session in my life.

Wang Anfeng himself only used a wooden branch symbolically, while Aping directly used a sword.

Holding the sword, the young man felt very relaxed.

In front of me, Brother Wang's martial arts three years ago were stronger than his current self. What's more, at this time, he also has the desire to show what he has learned, and he is eager to try. Played it all over again.

His swordsmanship is simple and profound, with strict rules of his own.

It really is the Mohist swordsmanship.

Moreover, it is by no means the one circulated in the Great Qin Jianghu.

Wang Anfeng's expression remained the same, still gentle. After finding out about A Ping's martial arts level, the dead branch in his hand changed, and a "sword" lightly tapped on A Ping's wrist. The force was delicate and did not hurt him. But the wooden sword in the boy's hand was released and fell to the ground.

Wang Anfeng retracted the dead branch with his backhand, looked at A Ping who squatted down in front of him and picked up the sword, with a gentle expression, but secretly felt a little headache.

Sure enough, Master Fu Mo did the trick.

After entering the academy next time, I must talk to him well...

With distracting thoughts in his mind, Wang Anfeng looked at the young man who came over, but he didn't show the slightest strangeness. He casually dropped the dead branch in his hand, raised his hand to stroke the young man's black hair, and pointed out the omissions in his swordsmanship with a smile.

This went on for several days, and when all the households in Ningzheng City had bought their New Year’s goods, and the whole city was soaked in the prosperous New Year’s atmosphere, Ah Ping finally remembered that he should go back to his hometown. Zhou, the owner of the inn, Oka was finally able to breathe a little.

If they don't leave...

He's going crazy.

Wang Anfeng took A Ping to buy some new year's goods, packed a big package, and carried it behind the young man's back, which contained all kinds of new year's goods.

Freshly made persimmons, red dates the size of a thumb, made a pile, and pulled a piece of good fabric. As for the money for buying new year’s goods, Wang Anfeng put it together with the money from the previous house, and gave it to him if he had the opportunity. I sent it away.

"Then, Brother Wang, I'll go first..."

A Ping turned around and glanced at Wang Anfeng reluctantly, who was smiling gently at him.

He still felt a little bit reluctant in his heart.

He paused in his footsteps, raised his voice a little, and said:
"Brother Wang, if you have time in the future, you must go to my house to see me..."

Wang Anfeng nodded, smiled warmly and said:

"Must go."

"Be careful on the road. It's not long before the New Year's Eve. Don't run around on the road, just go home."

"Ok!"

Ah Ping nodded emphatically, looked at Wang Anfeng again, and then turned and walked out of the city gate.

He put on his own blue cloth shirt, and Wang Anfeng taught the young man a simple method of raising energy and lightening the body in the past few days. At this time, luck, like a galloping horse, ran along the road towards home.

Wang Anfeng watched him go away and laughed.

Immediately fell silent, sighed after a long time, half-jokingly, but also with some complicated thoughts, said with a smile:
"Riding in the dust..."

"Good practice."

A Ping sprints on the official road.

The inner strength of the Mo family is simple and unpretentious. Accompanied by his movements, it surges in the veins of the body and turns into heat, dispelling the severe winter cold. He has been running for a long, long distance before he stops his footsteps. .

Turning around to look, there was only a small dot left in Ningzheng City, which was faint and could not be seen clearly. Aping let out a long breath of white air, and only then stopped walking, while relieving his muscles slightly. Soreness, while slowly moving forward.

He really didn't like the taste of parting.

But his spirits soon revived.

This time, he originally planned to go out for a walk around the rivers and lakes to see the world, but he didn't expect to meet Brother Wang. It's just a pity that he couldn't see Brother Baili, Sister Xue, and Sister Yue'er. I don't know what they are doing now. That's it.

Thinking about it, it must be very good, right?

A Ping grinned and smiled, feeling that the cold weather has become warmer.

When you go back, you must have a good talk with Dad and Mr.

The boy strode forward.

In Ningzheng City, Wang Anfeng strolled back to the inn while Zhou Gang was about to cry, walked past the inn, walked into the back courtyard, wrote lightly "Do Not Disturb", and then returned to the house.

With a click, it was actually locked directly.

Zhou Gang opened his mouth, not knowing whether to cry or scream.

In the room, Wang Anfeng's expression instantly became serious.

In his ears, the indifferent voice that seemed to be indifferent to everything in the past is now three-point solemn, and said slowly:

"Go back to Shaolin Temple immediately."

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