Xiao Yi finished settling the accounts, the chef and the others had already left, they were all residents of the town, Xiao Yi and the shopkeeper lived in the house on the left side of the backyard, the shopkeeper went to bed early, but Xiao Yi punched in the yard.

Yi Chengda's set of boxing is only the initial boxing method for people who practice martial arts, which plays a role in dredging muscles and bones, which is conducive to practicing martial arts in the future. Generally, a beginner at the age of five or six will practice for a year and a half, and then he will change to a more profound boxing technique.

But Yi Cheng will only make this marrow washing fist, so a set of punches hit three times in a row, and when the body sweats, the day's sleepiness has disappeared for seven minutes, and after rinsing it, he went back to the house to sleep.

Yi Cheng didn't know what to say, as soon as he walked with his front foot, Mr. Song walked out of the door, looked at the place where he practiced martial arts just now, and muttered: "A set of the most basic set of marrow washing boxing has been practiced for nearly ten years, and this kid is also a wonder." However, the moves are solid, not rigid, but the essence of boxing, it seems that the understanding is not bad, but, hey, it has been decades, there is no hope of breakthrough, and it is time to pass on his mantle! ”

Mr. Song said to himself, but the desolation in his tone was not something that outsiders could understand. Looking at Yi Cheng's room, his eyes seemed to be still thinking about something.

As soon as it was dawn on the second day, Yi Chengcheng got up and punched three more times, and went to open the store after freshening up.

The hotel is generally not busy early in the morning, the day before yesterday the kitchen has prepared the materials, so everyone else came late, every day's breakfast is small and easy to do, boil porridge, fry two side dishes, steamed buns are also ready-made, hot on the line.

Because the others came late, the shopkeeper didn't get up early, so Xiao Yi ate first, and when he got up in the morning, he was boxing and cooking, and he was already hungry.

Xiao Yi was eating breakfast when he heard someone say, "Give me one too!" ”

Xiao Yi looked up and saw that Mr. Song was looking at him with a smile.

Xiao Yi hurriedly stood up and said, "Wait a minute, come right away." ”

Originally, the hotel didn't sell breakfast, but Xiao Yi couldn't say anything to refuse when he saw Mr. Song, not to mention that he was given a tael of silver yesterday.

gave Mr. Song a breakfast, Xiao Yi stood next to him and didn't dare to sit down, Mr. Song saw Xiao Yi's appearance, smiled and said, "Sit down and eat!" ”

"Oh."

Xiao Yi replied subconsciously. Seeing Xiao Yi sit down, Mr. Song chatted with him slowly, Xiao Yi gradually stopped being cramped, Mr. Song's tone was calm, there was no shelf, unlike other guests who lived in Tianzihao, a word of wrong was a scolding.

On the contrary, Mr. Song gives people a feeling of spring breeze. Xiao Yi gradually let go, and asked Mr. Song some questions from time to time, but after being a buddy for several years, Xiao Yi knew what to ask and what not to ask.

After a meal, Xiao Yi and Mr. Song knew a lot, Xiao Yi found that Mr. Song knew almost everything, and was quite familiar with the customs and humanities and history of all parts of the mainland, and he really couldn't imagine that Mr. Song looked like he was only forty years old, how it seemed that the whole continent had been there.

But he didn't ask these words, just looked at Mr. Song, his eyes were full of stars, in this closed town Mr. Song is undoubtedly a lighthouse in the dark, too dazzling, compared to the world he told about how boring the people in the town are.

Gradually, Xiao Yi had the idea of leaving the town immediately to take a look outside. Although he didn't grow up in the town, he was young at the time, and he had fled all the way, so he would have paid attention to that.

In the following days, Mr. Song would have breakfast with Yi Cheng in the hall every day, and Yi Cheng admired Mr. Song's knowledge.

The shopkeeper sometimes chatted with Mr. Song in the hall, and Yi Cheng was just listening at this time, and did not interject.

Two days later, early in the morning, Yi Cheng prepared breakfast early, Mr. Song and the shopkeeper also came early, they chatted while eating, Mr. Song said some strange things on the mainland from time to time, Yi Cheng listened to it fascinated.

"Mr. Song is really a strange person, seeing that you are not very old, what you said, I, an old man who has lived for almost seventy years, have never even heard of it, let alone seen it, you can experience so much, I really don't know how you did it." The shopkeeper listened to Mr. Song's story about what he had seen and heard in the Far West Sea, and said in surprise.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Zhao, you're just wrong, I'm not in my forties, I'm older than the two of you combined, it's just that people who practice martial arts look different." Mr. Song sighed when he heard this, and his words were full of vicissitudes.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Yi looked at Mr. Song in surprise, their mouths grew up, and they didn't know what to say.

This is amazing, it's not that they haven't seen people who practice martial arts, but at most they look a little more energetic than they actually seem, according to Mr. Song, isn't he in his eighties, and he looks like he's only in his early forties!

Looking at the surprised eyes of the two, Mr. Song said: "Actually, I came here just to leave after a little rest for a day or two, but I like Xiao Yi, a child, and I feel even more satisfied after these ten days, so I want to take him as an apprentice, teach me martial arts, inherit the mantle, I don't know if the shopkeeper can agree?" I can see that you treat Xiao Yi as a relative, so I have to ask your opinion. ”

Apprentices? Xiao Yi didn't react for a while, Mr. Song actually wanted to accept him as an apprentice, isn't this a dream, isn't it a dream, then can't you listen to him every day tell those strange things, and one day you can see these things with your own eyes?

And after learning martial arts, he can still do the thing he has always wanted to do, Yi Cheng was a little carried away by this sudden joy, and stayed there for a while without reacting.

"Smack!"

"Oops!"

"Why are you beating me, shopkeeper?"

"Stupid, don't hurry up and kneel down to apprentice!"

"Apprentice? Oh! Yi Cheng also reacted and immediately knelt down in front of Mr. Song.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

There were three knocks in a row.

Mr. Song was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Very good, from today onwards, you are the only disciple of my Song Wuji, and I will teach you martial arts here for a period of time in the future." That's it for today, when you come to my room in the evening, you start to practice martial arts with me. ”

"Yes, master!" Xiao Yi said respectfully.

Then a few more people chatted, and the guys came, and the guests gradually increased.

At this moment, a thunderous voice sounded outside: "Old man Zhao, business is good, there are so many people early in the morning." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly greeted him, raised his hand and said: "There, there and there, it is all the hard work of the brothers in the door, so many guests patronize our town, why did the three masters come here in person today?" ”

I saw that the person who came was nine feet tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, a bright head, a dark complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the whole arhat with angry eyes was Zhang Meng, the third master of the Qingshan faction.

"There are more and more people these days, and there are only a few people in our door, there are enough of them! Don't say it's me, the eldest brother and the second brother are all in town. I said Old man Zhao, Xiao Yi is a good kid, and he is also strong, let him come to the door as a disciple in two years, and he will be much better than being a junior second in you in the future. ”

"That's your promotion of him, it's his blessing, that is, my old man is old and deaf, he doesn't even know how to count in my shop, and those boys can't even write their names, and my little shop will be closed before I see it."

"I know that you can't bear this kid. Okay, get me a pot of wine, I'll have to get busy after I drink it. ”

The shopkeeper said to Xiao Yi: "Hurry up and prepare wine and food for the three masters, and bring the pot of wine you left last time." ”

Xiao Yi was busy with Zhang Luo, and the shopkeeper took out the ten taels of silver that he received from Mr. Song yesterday from the counter and handed it to Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng said: "I've made a fortune, it's all whole ingots of silver, which is rare in Qingshan Town." ”

"There, a distinguished guest has recently come here to bet on, and the brothers have worked hard recently, and this is the wine money for this month."

Zhang Meng accepted the money and scolded with a smile: "Okay, old man Zhao, I think I will give me money on the front foot, and the brothers on the back foot will send it back to you." ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "I can't earn the brothers' hard-earned money from what you said there, and I don't dare to say anything else, I have enough wine here." ”

"What nonsense, when did our Qingshan sect disciples ever play hum, settle accounts, and eat overlord meals in the town? See that I don't break his legs. ”

As he spoke, he threw out a tael of silver and said, "This is today's wine and food money, and then I will make a pot of good wine for my eldest brother and second brother, and the more will be rewarded." ”

The shopkeeper was busy: "This can't be helped, my old man has a treat for this wine today." ”

"What can't be done, Lao Tzu said to make it, one yard to one yard, don't be wordy, hurry up and get me wine."

The shopkeeper had to laugh and leave.

Mr. Song also got up at this time, smiled at Zhang Meng, and walked to the backyard. Zhang Meng hurriedly got up and hugged his fists in reply, and waited for Mr. Song's body to enter the backyard before he slowly sat down, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with one hand, and muttering in his mouth: "Master, it's really a fucking master, I used to see those masters were scum." ”

At this time, Xiao Er brought up the wine and food, and he drank two glasses in a row before he let out a long breath and said, "Good wine!" ”

Xiao Yi saw that Zhang Meng had finished eating the wine and food, and stepped forward to hand over a basket containing three bottles of good wine that was the same as Zhang Meng's just now.

Zhang Mengha didn't say much with a smile, turned around to leave, and asked Xiao Yi again: "Who was that person over there just now?" ”

Xiao Yi naturally didn't reveal the identity of the master, so he had to answer: "That's the shopkeeper's distinguished guest." ”

"Oh, I see!" After thinking for a while, he said: "In the future, don't charge the guest's room money and meal money, and all come out of here." ”

As he spoke, he returned the silver ingot just now to Xiao Yi, turned around and left!

Xiao Yi handed over the silver to the shopkeeper, said Zhang Meng's words, and asked, "What do these three masters want to do?" ”

The shopkeeper took the money and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just a good fate for your master, you kid is really a good life, follow Mr. Song to study hard in the future, otherwise see how I clean you up." ”

Although the shopkeeper said this, he didn't mean anything harsh, and Yi Cheng secretly made up his mind in his heart to work hard to learn his skills, and then do what he had been buried in his heart.

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