Yang Muyun turned to one side slightly, suddenly felt the wind behind his head, and secretly said that it was not good, this little girl actually cheated. Leaning slightly, the wooden stick in Ruan Ling's hand swiped against the side of his neck.

"Huh?" Yang Muyun was slightly surprised in his heart, this girl's movements were extremely agile and fast, but she didn't have much power to make a light move.

Ruan Ling saw that the trick had not deceived Yang Muyun, and the wooden stick in his hand quickly hooked back and slashed towards his throat. Yang Muyun leaned back, the wooden stick slashed over the tip of his nose, and then twisted his waist, reaching out to Ruan Ling like a spiritual snake.

Ruan Ling was startled, her body couldn't retract, she hit his shoulder, a strong force rebounded, and she "kicked and kicked" and took seven or eight steps back, almost not falling.

"You...... You lose. Ruan Ling stretched out his hand and pointed at him and said.

"How did I lose?" Yang Muyun asked with a smile.

"You said you didn't move, but you made a move," Ruan Ling's eyes flickered and said, "So you lost." ”

"How did I get a shot?" Yang Muyun shook his head slightly, "It's clear that you bumped into it!" ”

"You're still quibbling!" Ruan Ling stroked his shoulder, which hurt a little, "If you hadn't pushed me, how could I have withdrawn so far and almost fallen." ”

"That's just your strength," Yang Muyun said with a smile: "I just unloaded the force you hit and bounced back to you, how can I say that I made a move?" ”

"You ......," Ruan Lingden said, "You, you just made a move." "Even if a woman is at a loss, she will not admit defeat on her lips.

"Okay, even if I lose." Yang Muyun showed his generosity, looked at her and smiled: "Then the kung fu I taught, do you still learn?" ”

"Of course you have to learn," Ruan Ling said with a wink, "You can teach me the kung fu of unloading and rebounding." ”

"You can't learn this now," Yang Muyun shook his head lightly, "If you can't even stand, how can you unload and rebound?" He earnestly admonished, "Learning martial arts must be gradual, there is no shortcut to this, and I came here step by step." ”

"Got it." Ruan Ling pursed his lips and replied helplessly.

At this time, Ah Bao ran over and said a few words to Ruan Ling with a frightened face, and Ruan Ling's face changed.

"What's going on?" Yang Muyun asked.

"Master Fan sent someone to the village, saying that he would take back the fishing boats of each family." Ruan Ling said a word and hurriedly left with Bao.

Yang Muyun's heart chuckled, what the boat meant to the fishermen, after this storm, he couldn't understand it better.

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On the beach, dozens of men wearing dark blue short-sleeved strongshirts held the fishing boats on the beach and prevented the fishermen from going out to sea. They were confronted by more than 100 men, women, and children from the village. The two sides shouted and shouted at each other, and the young fishermen with more flesh and blood couldn't hold back and wanted to come forward to fight, but they were stopped by their families.

"There are so many people here." Ruan Ling looked at it from afar, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Let's go," Yang Muyun said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, they will fight." ”

The three of them ran closer, and before Yang Muyun could stop, he heard a scream, and when he looked sideways, he saw that the monkey-faced man who walked away in embarrassment yesterday was pointing at him, and a square-faced man in an ochre-colored thin silk summer shirt next to him stared at him without saying a word. The man

He is about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a short beard under his chin, and his eyes are shining, and he seems to have a higher status than the monkey-faced man.

"Is that person Master Fan?" Yang Muyun asked in a low voice.

"No," Ruan Ling shook his head slightly, "He is the fourth brother of Master Fan, Fourth Master Fan!" After a pause, he admonished, "You have to be careful, then Fourth Master Fan is good at kung fu." ”

"Oh?" Yang Muyun's eyelids lifted slightly.

"Abba, Brother," Ruan Ling exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward, but was stopped by two men in Tsing Yi.

Yang Muyun stared at it, and saw Ruan Axing and Ruan An, father and son, tied up by several men in Tsing Yi and escorted to Fan Siye.

"Let them go." Yang Muyun shouted, suddenly remembering that these people couldn't understand Chinese, and was about to let Ruan Ling speak for him, but saw that Fan Siye smiled slightly, and arched his hand towards him, "Is this friend from Daming?" The Chinese words spoken are correct and round, which is much more standard than what Ruan Axing and Ruan Ling said.

Yang Muyun sighed and returned the salute, "Yes, Your Excellency's Chinese is good!" ”

"I have won awards," Fan Siye still smiled and said: "My surname is Fan Mingchen, ranking fourth, may I ask what the son is called?" ”

"My name is Yang Muyun," Yang Muyun looked at him and said, "I don't know what Fourth Master Fan has to say?" ”

"I heard that my subordinates were beaten," Fan Siye said, "I don't know how they offended Yang Gongzi?" ”

"They didn't offend me," Yang Muyun said loudly, "It's just that as soon as they arrived here, they were going to beat up the fishermen in this village, and they couldn't look past it, so they taught them a lesson." ”

"The lesson is good," the corners of Fan Siye's lips curled slightly, "Yang Gongzi came to my Dayue, is he doing business?" Or traveling? ”

"This is to find out my details," Yang Muyun sneered secretly, but his face was silent, "The sea boat in the lower place encountered a big storm at sea and drifted here, fortunately Ruan Axing rescued them, and asked Fan Siye not to embarrass them." ”

"It turned out that it was just a person who had fallen here, and I thought it was sacred?" Fan Siye's heart was relieved, and he smiled hesitantly: "How can I discipline these people, it's not your turn to interject, right?" Thinking that you have come far away, yesterday's account will not be settled with you...... Go ahead, don't wait for me to change my mind. ”

"Could it be that Fourth Master Fan has to discipline him even below?" Yang Muyun smiled faintly, "I persuaded Fourth Master Fan to let people go, if they tore each other's skins, it wouldn't look good." ”

"What, do you think this is your master?" Fan Siye snorted coldly, "I originally wanted to let you go, don't you know what to do." ”

"I can't watch the benefactor who saved me being bullied by others," Yang Muyun still said calmly: "It is not easy for them to make a living at sea, not only to avoid the wind and waves, but also to guard against the attack of the occupant, it is a fluke to be able to come back safely, why can Fan Siye bear to embarrass them?" ”

"Since you're so kind, stay too!" After speaking, Fan Siye shouted loudly in Annan dialect.

A tall figure came out in response. This man's muscles were knotted, his face was pitted and uneven, his eyes were fierce, and his head was shining, and he turned out to be a bald man.

He strode in front of Yang Muyun and stretched out a big hand to grab Yang Muyun. Before his hand touched Yang Muyun's face, Yang Muyun had already disappeared.

The man was stunned for a moment, and returned

didn't come to his senses, he heard a noise from the people around him, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Yang Muyun standing behind him and looking at him with a smile.

The man's cheeks twitched, and he pounced with open hands, looking at the posture, he wanted to catch Yang Muyun and tear him apart. Before they could pounce on each other, they disappeared again.

The man was furious, Huo Ran turned around, and saw Yang Muyun standing in another place, and before he could make a move, he disappeared from his sight again......

After a few times, this bald big guy was a little dizzy. When he saw Yang Muyun again, he didn't know whether to make a move, and stood there at a loss.

"Tired?" Yang Muyun smiled lightly, "If you're tired, it's my turn to make a move." He stood up and slammed his fist into the bald man's face, and the bald man grinned, fearless, raised his fists to meet him, fist to fist, so that this slippery boy could not escape.

Everywhere the fist wind passed, Yang Muyun turned invisible. The bald head grew with a mouth, his shiny head roared, the back of his head was hit hard, his eyes were black, and his huge body fell down with a bang.

The people around looked straight, the men in green clothes were dumbfounded, and the villagers burst into cheers.

"Wonderful...... Fan Siye's face became a little ugly, he could see it clearly, the moment the bald head punched, Yang Muyun turned behind him, raised his elbow and hit him hard in the back of the head. Glaring at him, he said, "Is this dodge kung fu what you're good at?" ”

"It's really not enough to have a little bit of skill at this point," Yang Muyun smiled and said, "Why does Fourth Master Fan have to meet with us?" ”

Fan Siye waved his hand with a cold face, and a figure suddenly jumped out from behind him, "Brush-" A cold light poked Yang Muyun's door.

"This guy is much stronger than Fang Cai's stupid big guy." Yang Muyun turned his head sideways to avoid it, but who knew that the cold light flipped and rolled towards his neck.

Yang Muyun jumped to the side, stared at it, and saw a thin man making a chain gun, and the heads of the two guns were connected by an iron chain, which could be far and near, and the end was difficult. Annam was originally a land of China, but it was only in the early Song Dynasty that it broke away from China, and the weapons and skills of the people in the country were connected with China.

"How do you play with him?" Yang Muyun caught a glimpse of Ruan Ling still holding the wooden stick in his hand, so he said, "Ah Ling, borrow your wooden stick for a while." ”

"Young Master Yang, go on!" Ruan Ling said and threw the wooden stick towards Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun reached out to pick it up, and the other party's chain gun arrived again.

"Smack-" Yang Muyun took the wooden stick and hit it with a backhand, and the head of the chain gun was swung out.

The man's wrist flicked, and the iron chain picked up the two spear heads like a poisonous snake and stabbed at Yang Muyun.

"Ding ding-" Two sounds, Yang Muyun shot away the two guns and deceived the man.

The man was taken aback, and before he could react, he only heard a "snap" sound, and he was already taken aback in the face. If Yang Muyun wants to use a sword in his hand, he must break his appearance this time. The man was ashamed and annoyed, and the chain gun in his hand made the wind and rain impenetrable, which was bound to make Yang Muyun unable to get close to him.

The corners of Yang Muyun's mouth were slightly upturned, and the wooden stick in his hand came out of his hand.

"Chok—" There was a crunch, and the chains and sticks twisted together and flew into the air. Then there was a muffled sound of "Peng-", and the man was slapped by Yang Muyun in the chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.