Zheng Haoran only felt that the strong light around him flickered, and he couldn't open his eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info By the time he could see something, he was already standing at the foot of the mountain, and in front of him was a majestic and precipitous mountain, and the air was extremely fresh, and the smell was refreshing.

He was like a dream. I was obviously in a dilapidated house, how could I come to the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye? The mountain in front of me is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere. After a closer look, I remembered that this mountain is not the mountain in the painting?

How can a person come to a painting out of thin air? Painting is two-dimensional plane, people live in three-dimensional space, how can they enter two-dimensional space from three-dimensional space? Isn't that man squashed into pieces of paper? He didn't know if it was real or illusory at this time, and he reached out and pinched his thigh, which hurt him, so it can be seen that he was not a dream.

He also suspected that all the things he saw in front of him were fake, all illusory scenes composed of light and shadow, which looked extremely real, but in fact they were all fake. He picked up a stone from the ground, and it was very weighty, and threw it and fell to the ground with a loud bang, which did not look like a fake. He went to a small tree again, and stretched out his hand to break off a twig, and the sap seeped out from the broken point, which did not seem to be fake.

There was a laugh from behind him, and he said, "Why, I can't figure out what's going on?" ”

Zheng Haoran hurriedly turned around, and it was the bad old man who gave him his business card yesterday who spoke, nodded and said, "Old man, what the hell is going on?" ”

Fang Tang said: "You will naturally know about this matter in the future!" I don't have much time, I don't have time to talk to you here, let's get down to business first! ”

Zheng Haoran said: "What are you doing?" ”

Fang Tang said: "You stupid boy, what are you doing here?" ”

Zheng Haoran said: "Come and learn peerless martial arts!" ”

Fang Tang said: "Then why don't you quickly kowtow to me as a teacher, and beg me to teach you peerless martial arts?" ”

Zheng Haoran had seen He Jun show light skills, and he had also experienced a fantastic journey from the hut to the painting, but he believed that the bad old man in front of him who was about to rot and was terminally ill would have peerless martial arts or not. He looked suspicious and said, "Do you know how to do martial arts?" ”

Fang Tang put his hands behind his back and said very conceitedly: "Of course! After a pause, he said: "In the world's martial arts, I call it the second, and no one dares to consider himself the first!" ”

Zheng Haoran said: "But you don't look like you have martial arts!" It's nothing for me to kowtow to you, Master, but I'm afraid that if you don't have martial arts, then wouldn't my head be in vain, and Master wouldn't be in vain. Actually, it's nothing to knock the master in vain, but I heard that according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you can't go out casually when you enter a door, and even if you meet a master, you can't worship the master again, otherwise it will be the crime of bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, and will be spurned by everyone, and even hunted down. I finally learned that there are martial arts in the world, of course, I have to find a famous teacher to learn a good skill and make a great career for the country and the people. ”

As the saying goes, a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier. He didn't know that there was such a thing as martial arts in the world, but now that he knows, of course, he must learn the best martial arts, and he must not casually worship a teacher, and then wander at the end of the rivers and lakes, and never get ahead in his life, wouldn't it be against God to give him this opportunity to learn martial arts. He had thought about it the night before, so he spoke it smoothly and without hesitation. He had already made up his mind in his heart, he must see how many catties and taels Fang Tang had, if Fang Tang's martial arts were outstanding, he had to hurry up and apprentice. But if Fang Tang is just some three-legged cat kung fu, it is better to find an excuse to resign, visit famous teachers in the future, and find a reliable master to apprentice.

Fang Tang's face turned cold, and he said, "Boy, do you know how many young talents with excellent foundations have wanted to worship me as a teacher in the past few decades?" It's a pity that at that time, I was too lazy to take in apprentices, so I didn't accept apprentices. Now that the deadline is approaching, I can't take you as an apprentice because I am not a good kid, you don't say thank you, and you dare to say such a thing. ”

Zheng Haoran shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said: "Accepting apprentices is like marrying a wife, you have to see both parties." As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet......"

Before he could finish his words, Fang Tang interrupted: "Come on, everything is my own sin." Time can't keep up, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If you give me a happy word, how should you worship me as a teacher? ”

Zheng Haoran smiled: "You know that I have a good foundation, so I have to let me know how good you are." In this way, if you show your hand, you can shock me, and I will worship you as a teacher, and I can't shake me, so please find another good apprentice. ”

Fang Tang said: "That's good, I'm good at swordsmanship, so I'll give you a swordsmanship." There's a wooden chest in the room on the left, you go and take it out. ”

Zheng Haoran saw that he promised to show his hand, and happily entered the house. The room was a small bedroom, and there were few things in it, and he looked around, and in the corner he saw a long wooden box of army green. The wooden box is made of thick three-finger-wide wooden boards, and several wooden strips are added to the outside, which is very thick and strong, and the words "Type 67 Wooden Grenade" are sprayed with white paint.

Zheng Haoran said in his heart: "Since he wants to demonstrate swordsmanship, what is installed here must be a sword." However, this bad old man is really funny, why do you put your sword in the ammo box if you don't hang it in plain sight. He reached out to carry the wooden box, his hand was very heavy, and he said secretly: "This sword is quite heavy, I'm afraid that it has twenty or thirty catties, and I don't know if he can pick up this sword because of his bad old man's appearance." ”

He carried the wooden box outside with both hands, put the box on the ground, and said, "The box has been taken out for you, now you can show your hand!" ”

Fang Tang said: "Open the box!" ”

Zheng Haoran said secretly: "Bad old man, you put a big score, you have to let me take out the sword and send it to you, right?" Although he was not angry in his heart, in order to see the bad old man's swordsmanship, he still opened the box according to his words, but was shocked to find that there was no sword in the box at all, but a submachine gun lying down.

Zheng Haoran didn't know anything about the gun, and he couldn't tell what model the gun was, but he knew that it was a submachine gun that could fire continuously. He looked up at the bad old man and asked puzzledly, "What does this mean?" ”

Fang Tang said, "Don't you want to see my swordsmanship?" Then shoot me with a gun and see how I can break your bullets with my sword. ”

Zheng Haoran couldn't believe his ears. No matter how high the martial arts are, you can still break the bullet, how does it sound like a fantasy? He opened his mouth and stammered, "You...... You're not kidding! ”

Fang Tang didn't answer, but asked, "Will you shoot?" ”

Zheng Haoran has never eaten pork and has never seen a pig run? He immediately nodded his head.

Fang Tang said: "Then pick up the gun and shoot at me." ”

Zheng Haoran said: "But you don't have a sword in your hand, how can you use a sword to break a bullet!" ”

Fang Tang patted his head and said, "Oh, forget about this, you wait for me." Then he came to the front of the house under the weeping willow, broke a thin and soft willow, and said, "Now, you can shoot me with a gun!" ”

Zheng Haoran looked at the wicker in the bad old man's hand, then at the bad old man, hesitated, and said, "That's the wicker!" ”

Fang Tang said: "That's right, it's wicker." ”

Zheng Haoran said: "That's not a sword!" ”

Fang Tang said: "It depends on whose hands it is used." In my hand it is a sword, and in the hands of others it is a wicker. ”

Zheng Haoran swallowed his saliva and said, "Are you sure you want to use a wicker that is as soft as a thin noodle to break the bullets fired from my gun?" ”

Fang Tang didn't have much time, seeing that Zheng Haoran had been wasting time there without making a move, he was very angry, and said: "Don't you hear, falling leaves and flying flowers are also a sharp weapon for killing people in the hands of masters, let alone a willow branch!" After speaking, seeing that Zheng Haoran was still suspicious and didn't mean to do anything, he said: "I said, you look at you are also a man, why is your mother-in-law and mother like a girl, and she doesn't have a bit of categorical manhood." ”