11. Thank you

Outside Tianshui City, about 20 miles away from the city, there is a tea shed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe person who opened the tea shed was a scrawny old man and a teenager in his teens. In the evening of this day, the old man was already packing up the tables and stools, ready to close. Suddenly, there was a burst of dust in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of horses had galloped in front of them. The leading knight took a few steps in front of the tea shed and grabbed his horse violently, and with a wave of his hand, the knights behind him reined in their horses in unison, and no one took one more step. The old man looked up at these people in a daze, as if he was stunned, and only after a while did he beckon: "Guests, please sit down, do you want tea?" But the leading knight took out a portrait from his bosom, looked at the old man several times, and then turned back to the crowd and said, "That's right, it's him, take it for me." The knights jumped off their horses and held the old man and the young man firmly. The leader was a little surprised when he saw that it was so simple. The old man just shouted, "Uncles, let go of the little old man, there are a few taels of silver buried under the pit of the little old man, and I will honor the uncles." In addition, if you go to something valuable, please spare the little old man and grandson." The leader stepped forward, held down the old man's pulse and stood for a while, and found that the little old man really had no internal strength, and groaned slightly, and was furious: "Damn Ann Fatty, dare to lie to me." Say to the crowd: "Go", and get on the horse to go. Someone on the side asked: "Owner of the village, what should you do with these two people"? The leader did not speak, but only palmed everything downward. The man asked the old man, "Where is the money?" But carry the old man into the shed. At this time, a knight on the side said to the leader: "Is there really a sign in the world that Xie Smoker is there?" Even Xie Yanke is not necessarily that powerful, and there are many people who have a false name on the rivers and lakes. Is it really useful for us to put so much effort into finding this thing? ”。 The owner of the village said in a low voice: "It's not a place to speak, don't talk nonsense." At this time, the man who had only heard the speaker suddenly had a shocked expression on his face, and only a few mmmmm sounds came out of his mouth, and then he fell headlong to his horse, his eyes had turned white, but he was no longer alive. The owner of the village suddenly drew his knife, raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Which master is it?" But I heard someone sigh: "A group of useless things, wasting so much of my time." Then a burst of green things poured down, and the knights fell down with all the men. The knight who had gone to dig up the silver in the house heard a commotion outside, and when he went outside, he saw that the men and horses had fallen to the ground, and each of them had a pine needle in the hall. The man suddenly screamed, and he didn't care about the old man's family and the money, and ran away. After a while, the old man walked out tremblingly, seeing this situation, but his eyes flashed, and his body suddenly stood up straight, looking suddenly half a foot taller, how could he have a little old look. The old man took a closer look at the corpse, bowed his head and said to the young man: "Erlang, he is really alive", but his face changed instantly, one moment was full of grief and indignation, and the other time he was in pain. The young man asked, "Grandpa, who are you talking about?" But the old man said no more.

The old man told the boy to dig a pit and bury them all. The young man found a shovel and plunged it into the ground, more than three feet long, and then a hole one foot square came out. In less than a quarter of an hour, the boy dug a hole six feet deep. Then one in one hand, in a few strokes, he threw those rulers into the hole, and then buried them with a soldier and swept them flat, and the young man was very skillful in doing them, and these things were done in a short time. Then a tea table was placed on the flat ground, and there was not the slightest trace of a fight.

The old man sat at the tea table, and did not speak, but frowned, as if he was thinking about something. The boy was like this to him, and knew that what he was thinking must be very important, and he did not dare to disturb him. After a while, the old man seemed to have made up his mind. The young man was instructed to take the tea table, and the two came to the house, and the old man pushed the bed open, fumbled for a while, and lifted a lid, but below it was a secret compartment. Taking out a wooden box from the dark compartment, the old man opened it very cautiously, and there was a scroll inside. The old man said to the young man: "Tian'er, you once asked me about your background, and I told you at that time that you were the lost child I picked up on the side of the road, and I don't know who your parents are. The old man paused and said, "Actually, I know who your parents are, do you want to know?" When the young man heard this, his expression was agitated, and he knelt down in front of the old man and said, "Grandpa, do you really know? Who are my parents? The old man stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's head, and said softly: "Originally, if I hadn't seen that person, I would have planned not to tell you these things, but I just hoped to ask you for a daughter-in-law in the future, and live this life in peace." But today, when I see that this man is still alive, I will go up to heaven and earth to follow him, and I will pay this debt. But this person's martial arts are extremely high, and I may never see each other again, and there are some things that I still have to tell you. When the young man heard this, he grabbed the old man's hand and exclaimed, "Grandpa, where are you going?" The old man touched the young man's head, closed his eyes for a moment, and said to the young man: "Tian'er, your surname is Dongfang, and I am your uncle." Fifteen years ago, there was a Jianghu sect in Shaanxi called Tiejianmen. Although the Iron Sword Gate cannot be compared with Shaolin Wudang and other major sects, it is also one of the best in Shaanxi. At that time, the head of the Iron Sword Sect was named Dongfang Kun, who was your father, your mother was your father's sister Xu Ying, and I was your father's brother Liang Zhen. Speaking of this, the old man looked angry and said angrily: "If it weren't for that thief, how could my Iron Sword Gate be like this." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and Fang said: "That year, I went to Jiangning to meet an old friend, and when I returned to the Iron Sword Gate, the Iron Sword Gate was already a pile of rubble, and there was no one alive. I cried out like madness, searching every corner, but I found your mother and you in a dark compartment by a dry well. That dark grid was supposed to be the place where the three of us dug up the game when we were young. In the dark, your mother was badly injured and her organs were broken, but she finally saw me in one breath. Your mother handed you over to me, and she only said three words thank you, and then she went." The young man said with tears in his eyes: "Xie Yanke is the one who is just now?" The old man nodded and said: "Back then, I also wanted to find Xie Yanke and avenge the Iron Sword Gate, and fought hard, even if I couldn't beat it, it would be all my righteousness." But you are only three years old, and if I die, what will you do? I'm afraid that Xie Yanke knows that there are still people left in the Iron Sword Gate, and he will find someone to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, so he will take you to the rivers and lakes, and we have been here for almost a year. In order to prevent people's eyes, let you call me grandpa, and now you still call me uncle. Speaking of this, the old man said solemnly: "Tian'er, kneel." How could the young man not understand the old man's mind at this time, so he knelt in front of the old man and cried: "Uncle, the enmity of your parents, since I will take revenge, the child must not let you go into danger." The old man said in a deep voice: "That Xie Yanke was already famous in the rivers and lakes 20 years ago, and there were few opponents, how could you be his opponent." Now that you're older, I don't have anything to worry about. Besides, even if he thanked the smoker for his martial arts, I haven't been idle in the past few years. The old man picked up the scroll, solemnly handed it to the young man, and said, "Tian'er, this is the token of the head of my Iron Sword Sect, "Guarding the Humble Sword Technique", and I will pass it on to you on behalf of your father. This swordsmanship can only be learned by the master, you have to practice it well, and in the future, I will revive my iron sword gate." With that, ignoring the boy, he jumped up violently, shook open the thatched roof, and disappeared in an instant. The young man knelt there, and when he saw that the master and uncle who had been with him day and night suddenly disappeared, he only felt dazed and scared. However, after all, he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and his heart is quite firm, and when he stood up, he was already resolute, and the young man said to himself: "Uncle Shi, I must find Xie Yanke in front of you and kill him!" ”