Yang Beicheng's face suddenly turned black and bright, and his mood was like killing a dog.

To be honest, with Ye Qingsoul, he didn't look down on this Chen Clan Martial Arts Pavilion very much, but as a result, he was despised by others.

Fortunately, Ye Qingsoul winked at him in time, Yang Beicheng was finally unhappy, and he remembered what he came here for.

"We want to talk to the curator. Yang Beicheng said.

These two people are obviously disciples of the martial arts hall, and it doesn't work to speak, they still have to find the person in charge.

"You want to see my master?"

The sturdy young man pursed his lips and immediately said without thinking: "I advise you not to bother, my master has rules for accepting apprentices, and he will never ask you to be so old, even if you see it, it will be in vain." ”

He obviously forgot all about Yang Beicheng, who had come once.

No way!

Yang Beicheng scolded in his heart, what a ghost, this family is a virtuous person, and he doesn't want any money sent to the door.

He was about to speak, but the girl next to the short young man suddenly rolled her eyes, pulled her senior brother to the corner and muttered.

"Senior brother, don't be so brainless! Don't look at it, we can't open the pot anymore, you are still here to behave and behave! Let me tell you, if you keep my father's dead rules, everyone in our martial arts hall will starve to death!" the girl said angrily.

The short and stout young man was in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "But even if I take them in, the master will not let these two people in the door to apprentice, master...... Don't you know the master's temper?"

The little girl hated the iron and said with hatred: "My dad is dying to save face, you see that we have all been reduced to pawning the objects left by our ancestors, could it be that we will continue to be like this? The things at home are about to be emptied, and we will have to starve to death sooner or later! We must reform, reform understands!"

The stout young man's face changed slightly, which was exactly what he was worried about.

After listening to his junior sister's words, he immediately froze in place and struggled for a long time, before he gritted his teeth and asked, "That'...... What are we going to do? These two people are so old, can we still turn them into children?"

The girl smiled slyly and whispered, "Let's trick them in first! Even if they can't learn, won't they have a child at home?" Senior brother, don't say anything for a while, look at me!"

As she spoke, she patted her chest and turned around and walked towards Ye Qingsoul and Yang Beicheng.

Behind him, the stocky young man struggled for a moment and followed.

Although these two people hid and muttered for a long time, with Ye Qingsoul's ear power, they had already listened to it.

At this moment, looking at the little girl's confident expression, he smiled secretly in his heart.

It seems that in this Chen Clan's martial arts hall, it is not all old stubborn who eats the ancients!

At least this little girl is very cute.

Under normal circumstances, he was naturally not in the mood to waste time here with this group of people. But the moment he saw this pair of senior brothers and sisters just now, Ye Qingsoul found many things that were different from ordinary people in these two people.

Walking steadily, as if taking root under your feet, it must be an achievement.

The eyes are sharp, the divine light is restrained, and only when the qi and blood are very full can there be such a performance.

Obviously, both of them have martial arts, and they are both practicing well.

These small details are not visible to ordinary people, but in the eyes of those who have studied martial arts, they are as conspicuous as lanterns in the night.

Of course, there are also people who can hide these characteristics very well and make themselves like an ordinary person.

"Sorry, long waiting. ”

The little girl stepped forward and looked at Yang Beicheng and Ye Qingsoul curiously, and finally set her eyes on Ye Qingsoul.

"This man is relatively young, and if you want to convince the old man, he is more hopeful. ”

She pondered silently in her heart, but she didn't slack off, but opened the door directly, and said with a smile: "Please come in, it's rare that you have found here, could it be that someone recommended it?"

Ye Qingsoul glanced at Yang Beicheng, and said in his heart, isn't the person who recommended me right in front of him, but it is estimated that you will not give him face......

Ye Qingsoul shook his head and said with some puzzlement: "I found it myself, but there is one thing I really don't understand, why do you want to open the martial arts hall in such a remote place?"

The little girl raised her head and said proudly: "Two hundred years ago, this was a prosperous place in Jinling......! What's more, my master said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, don't you see that you will be attracted here......"

Ye Qingsoul shrugged his shoulders, no longer dwelling on this topic, but asked straight to the point: "What about your curator?" I want to meet him. ”

"Our Curator ......"

The little girl rolled her eyes and hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll go and call him out!"

As she spoke, she slipped through the small door on the side and walked into the inner courtyard.

Ye Qingsoul and Yang Beicheng stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking around curiously.

The space here is not small, it is the size of a basketball court, and there is a long row of weapons in the corner of the wall, mostly spears and sticks, which look like they have been some years old, and the ash poles are shining.

"That's a good shot. ”

Seeing these spears, Ye Qingsoul's hands suddenly itched, he stepped forward, picked up one casually, and shook it back!

Swish!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air, Ye Qingsoul still maintained the posture of the gun, the barrel of the gun did not move at all, but the tip of the gun seemed to have life, shaking incessantly, and the cold light flickered,

"Good gun. Putting away the spear, Ye Qingsoul said with sincere admiration.

In all fairness, the material of this spear is only average, but after years of practice and maintenance, faintly, this gun has been "raised".

For this mysterious curator, he became more and more curious.

The two waited for a moment, and suddenly heard a quarrel in the depths of the inner courtyard.

The quarrel did not last long, and after a while, I saw an old man with short silver wire hair, who looked to be about fifty years old, walked out.

The little girl and the stout young man just now had a flushed face, and it seemed that her emotions were still a little intense, but her eyes were excited.

This time, the master did not immediately object!

As soon as the old man came out, his eyes immediately locked on Ye Qingsoul and Yang Beicheng.

Then, a look of disappointment crossed his face.

"Are you going to apprentice?" Thinking of what he had promised his daughter just now, the old man did not refuse at the first time, but asked seemingly casually.

Yang Beicheng shook his head and was about to speak, but the old man glanced at him and said coldly: "I know it's not you, I won't accept you if you're so old!"

As he spoke, without waiting for Yang Beicheng to speak, he turned his head to look at Ye Qingsoul.

"It's barely okay at this age, but I don't know what my muscles and bones are. Look at the way you look, you've never been exposed to kung fu before?"