After taking the porcelain jar in Yu Shan's hand, the old man said unhappily: "Didn't you tell you to come as little as possible? ”

Yu Lao replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I won't be here tomorrow." On my way this time, I felt like someone was following me. Be careful, indeed. ”

Xing Zhen, who was practicing boxing, trotted over and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, Senior Yu, these days have not been a little expensive." Wait for a chance to have a hot pot for you. ”

Yu Shan was so happy when he heard that he was eating hot pot, and touched Xing Zhen's head: "Okay, good, the little guy is recovering well." Tomorrow you can go out for a walk and don't have to stay in the yard all the time. ”

Immediately, the old man was a little gloomy, and looked at the little servant and the little things that were chopping heavily. looked at the swarthy young man in front of him again, full of disappointment and unwillingness.

Pang Lao scolded with a smile: "The older you get, the more you go back, and it doesn't mean that you can't come to this small courtyard." Instead, in the dead of night, come and see these little guys. ”

When Yu Lao heard that there was still a chance, his disappointment immediately disappeared, and he turned to happiness: "Okay, come in the dead of night." ”

"Well, even if they sleep, I'll have to wake them up one by one. ”

The textile market in Shanliang County is much larger than that of Qingyang Town. There are no less than a dozen juggling stalls alone.

A person, a sword and a dog, after being driven out of the hospital, walked in the textile market boredly. The swarthy young man slandered: "What's wrong with practicing boxing, what's wrong with practicing boxing all the time, I haven't heard that practicing boxing every day will regress." ”

The young man then lowered his head and asked the puppy: "You say, is it that the old man Pang is doing something unseemly?"

The puppy snorted.

Xing Zhen muttered: "One voice means yes, our two heroes see something in common." ”

Xing Zhen bent down and picked up the puppy and put it on his shoulder, laughing: "Let's go, take you to see a good show." ”

One person and one dog and mule are still not tall enough, so they have no choice but to squeeze into the crowd. After seeing the street performers inside, Xing really regretted it.

It was an old man with a goatee who was playing with a sword, and since he came to Shuibo Mountain, he began to deal with the old man. Looking at the joint show, he is still an old man.

Xing Zhen was a little suspicious of life, and secretly slandered himself: "Could it be that I am aging before I am old, and my psychology has entered old age in advance." ”

I wanted to leave, but I found that it was easy to get in and difficult to get out. The dense crowd of onlookers invariably surged towards the center, just to get closer and see more clearly.

Everyone could not disobey their will, and Xing Zhen had to honestly watch the old man with the goatee play with the sword. Fortunately, the old man's swordsmanship is good, at least in Xingzhen's opinion, it is a bit of a doorway.

It's a pity that the old man is too old, and his sword is weak. Appreciation and appreciation are enough, and the practical effect is not great. Moreover, this old man is quite old, and he looks older than the old bandits in the cottage. It didn't take long for him to dance the sword, and he was out of breath.

The old man with the goatee put away his long sword, clasped his fists and said loudly: "It's inconvenient to go out, borrow the treasure land today to earn some entanglement, and hope that the **** friends will enjoy it." “

Then he picked up the iron plate next to him and slowly walked towards the crowd of onlookers. I saw that the people who had just shouted loudly, as if they had seen the plague god, and the birds and beasts scattered and ran away in an instant.

The rest of Xing Zhen and a man in a black robe with a hat, looking at the figure of a man. The two of them stood alone, like two wooden sticks.

The old man with the goatee walked to the man in the hat first, and received a broken piece of silver as expected.

After the old man thanked him, he said thoughtlessly: "During the day, the yang qi is heavy and the wind is fierce, are you wrapped tightly like this, aren't you afraid of sweating in the heat?"

The man in the hat said in a bad tone: "There is too much nonsense, if you don't want the money, you can pay it back to me." ”

The old man with the goatee immediately changed his attitude: "Yes, why not, I still expect this little to be entangled and go home." ”

After speaking, the old man ignored the man in the hat. Holding the iron plate, he walked straight to Xingzhen.

In the latter's opinion, the old man's body blocked the man in the hat. So much so that there was only this old man in his eyes, and he couldn't see the man in black behind him.

The old man with the goatee walked to Xing Zhen's side, and after receiving the broken silver, he patted the young man on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "The little guy is weak, so it is best to go out and walk less, so as not to be taken advantage of by the yin wind." “

Xing Zhen clenched his fists: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

The old man with the goatee glanced at the heavy sword punishment behind Xingzhen, and asked curiously, "Little brother also practices swords?"

Xing Zhen apologized: "The old-timers misunderstood, the juniors only practiced boxing occasionally, and did not practice swords." The long sword behind him was told by the elders of the family to carry it. ”

The old man with the goatee glanced back at the black-robed man behind him, and greeted casually: "Brother, please take care of yourself." ”

Then he turned his head and smiled at Xing Zhen and said, "Little brother, can you do me a favor and accompany the old man to practice emergency moves." The fist and sword fight may be able to save up enough to be entangled, so that the old man can go home as soon as possible. ”

Xing Zhen said worriedly: "Senior, your body?"

The old man with the goatee patted his chest: "Don't worry, it's strong." It's you who should be worried, don't be accidentally hurt by old decay. ”

Xing Zhen was also curious, the old man's swordsmanship just now seemed to be quite clever, but he didn't know much about swordsmanship, and he couldn't understand where he was clever. Seeing that the old man was physically exhausted, he was not worried that he would hurt himself.

hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for the guidance of the seniors, but the juniors are disrespectful." ”

The old man with the goatee laughed, took a step back, pulled out his long sword, and said loudly: "Okay, come on, come on, the old man just has itchy hands, solve it on the spot." “

The boy put on a boxing fight, and he punched and attacked. After a few rounds, the torture was really shocked. This old man's seemingly loose swordsmanship seemed to be impermeable when he swung it.

The old man was panting, but his steps were light. Every time, it will be exactly the same, and it is dangerous to avoid the fist of the torture.

The mouth is still constantly pointing: "The punch is too slow and the strength is not strong, and your body is weak." But this stamina can't keep up, and it's your fault that there are too many empty doors. ”

With a snap, the sword slapped off Xingzhen's fist, and the old man sighed: "If you change to a sword blade, your fist will be gone." ”

When a kick was kicked on the butt of the torturer, the teenager stumbled and ate shit. The old man with the goatee didn't care, and his words were unceremonious.

"Don't look at the thick butt, it's still your meat. It also hurts and bleeds. ”

This old man and young man are not fighting each other at all, but one-sided abuse. The process is not exciting and good-looking, only a teenager is constantly eating deflated.

This kind of seemingly fighting is not fighting, but practicing is not practicing, and if someone stops to take a look, they will leave without interest. After a long time, there is only one old and one young left to have fun, and the audience cannot be retained.

The man in the black robe and the black hat, after watching for a long time, left on his own without interest.

The old man with the goatee noticed it, and glanced at it to see the black-robed figure disappearing. suddenly changed the norm and shouted: "Boy, be serious, the old man is going to be serious." ”

The young man was ready to fight, and the old man took it seriously. No more instruction. The change is on par with the true punishment, and one punch and one sword are exchanged between you attacking and defending each other.

Under the deliberate control and cooperation of the old man, several dangers arose. The attack and defense of the two are exciting, and it is really like a street battle between life and death enemies.

The splendid nature attracted a lot of people to stop and watch, you said yes, he said yes, and it didn't take long to attract a large number of people. It was several times more lively than when Xing Zhen first came.

The audience is getting bigger and bigger, but the old man with the goatee is getting more and more physically exhausted. The panting became heavier and heavier, and it was intermittent, and the upper breath was not connected to the next breath, as if it was about to die.

The old man dodged the fist of the torturer and made a stop gesture. Then he squatted on the ground, his face was red, and his speech was a little intermittent.

"The little brother is doing the old man a favor and collecting some of the coils that go home. "

Xing Zhen did as he said, but he was confused in his heart: "Why does this old man seem to be pretending, he obviously feels full of physical strength, how can he say that he is tired." “

"And, there's been a truce. The old man with the goatee was getting more and more tired, and looked like he was about to die. It can't be some dark disease, right?"

Thinking of this, Xingzhen was shocked, and he didn't care about collecting the reward, so he turned around and wanted to run over to see the old man, but he was really worried that there would be an accident due to carelessness.

As a result, as soon as Xing Zhen turned his head, he was glared at by the old man fiercely, and he ordered angrily: "I'm fine, busy with your own going." ”

Just panting, when he ordered Xing Zhen to do things, he was upright, calm, and powerful. The young man of Mu Ne can see that this old man is pretending.

After all, the old man just gave a pointer or two. Besides, it is natural to watch people juggle and give some rewards, and the punishment is really not exposed.

The old man is miserable and unpresentable, and the young man is industrious. won countless sympathies, and the reward received rose to a new high. The flat-bottomed plate is spread in a whole layer. Most of them are copper plates, and there are very few pieces of silver mixed with them.

After the crowd of onlookers dispersed, the old man with the goatee changed his tired state. Eyebrows smiled and packed their bags, of course, there was no silver left, and he received his money bag quickly.

After cleaning up, the old man with the goatee solemnly hugged his fists: "Don't ask the origin of the rivers and lakes, you will meet by fate." ”

Without waiting for the punishment to really speak, the old man with a long sword in his hand and a bag on his back hummed a small tune and walked away.

"Forget the long years, but the fate of life and death, in the smoke and rain and red dust, I only wish to have a quiet night, boating in the nine meanders, watching the sunrise river flowers, the spring comes to the blue ying, the heart is free of dust, and the heart is empty. ”

The boy watched the figure disappear, touched his belly, and patted the puppy on the shoulder.

"Let's go home for dinner. ”

"Wow. ”

As soon as he stepped into the small gate of the courtyard, the little servant and the little thing were looking at the two buckets and shivering. Seeing that the punishment was really returned, the two little guys instantly smiled.

One person hugged the young man's arm: "Brother Xingzhen, discuss with Grandpa Pang, let's not soak the medicine, okay?"

The puppy chimed in: "Woohoo." ”

When Xing Zhen looked at the big water tank, his face immediately turned blue. Shook his head with a wry smile: "Do you think I can say it, it seems that I am more miserable than you, right?"

The two little guys pouted: "Yes." ”

Yang Lao, who had just made dinner, wore an apron and never took it off. Hearing Xing Zhen's voice, he walked out of the door and urged: "Hurry up and eat, take a bath after eating." ”

When Pang Lao saw Xing Zhen who had just entered the courtyard, his face suddenly turned solemn. A dodge appeared beside the latter, and he looked at it carefully for a long time.

Zhengse said: "Yin Tang is black and unstable, what has happened today?"

Xing Zhen looked puzzled: "It's nothing, it's just a walk around the textile market." ”

Pang Lao continued to ask in disbelief: "Think about it carefully, is there anything wrong in the textile market." “

The punishment was really hard to think about, so he told the story of the textile market in detail.

After hearing this, Pang Lao advised: "When you meet the old man with a goatee, you must be grateful." He saved your life today. ”

Xing Zhen was shocked: "What does Pang Lao mean?"

The latter said: "If you guess correctly, the man in black and black hat is a ghost cultivator, specializing in restraining the souls of people with weak bodies. ”

"Your symptoms are exactly the same, it was the old man with the goatee who interrupted the ghost cultivator's action. Later, he pulled you to practice the sword to protect you, but the ghost cultivator saw that there was no chance to take advantage of it, so he left. ”