Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Son Learns the Sword

In a county seat in Jiujiang County

After Kumu and his party left with a sudden smile, after a few days of wandering around the county, they rented a dilapidated old house.

At that time, when Kumu discussed with the owner of the old mansion to rent the house, the owner of the house also pretended to increase the price, thinking that these little whites from other places would look like pits.

But who would have thought, Kumu threw out a bag of gold coins directly from his arms, full of it, after the owner of the house opened the bag, he saw the golden cutie in the bag, how could there be any bargaining ideas, and even at that time, this guy was going to take out the house's documents and give them directly to Kumu.

The value of that bag of gold coins is enough to buy ten dilapidated old mansions like him, this kind of character who is a noble son at a glance, how dare he say so much, at least such a generous shot, it is rare in their Dongxun, especially in their barren small county, he has never seen so many gold coins in his life for decades.

However, Kumu didn't want to get the house paperwork, and a few of them only planned to rent a secluded house first, and if they bought it, Kumu's cautious nature always felt that it would cause trouble.

So Kumu pretended to be a gentleman at that time, and half-threatened to warn the owner of the house, telling him not to talk about it, otherwise he would be appointed to look good.

The owner of the house nodded and agreed to this matter, originally he was still a little suspicious that these guys were of unknown origin, whether they would be spies from other countries, but as soon as he saw the arrogant and domineering attitude, he must be the young master of which family in China, which he was relieved of.

After Kumu and his party lived in this old mansion, they simply cleaned up the dust and sundries in the house.

But there are four of them

Zhou Budo is a prince of the palace, he has been pampered since he was a child, let him do this kind of work? He couldn't clean up after giving him a month.

As for the bitter wood?

Although Kumu's origin is still a mystery, but he was accepted as an apprentice by Feng Buping when he was not too old, that guy, the apprentice of the Sword Saint, will need to do these things by himself?

There is also Qi Wuxian, Qi Wuxian has spent his life on the run since he was a child, if you want to kill people, Qi Wuxian can find out hundreds of different types of torture methods for you, in this regard, he Qi Wuxian is a master, but when it comes to cleaning? It's better to let him go and kill it.

And the only normal one is Black Thirteen, Black Thirteen's background is not as good as Zhou Budo's and them, and he has not experienced the kind of encounter that Qi Wuxi, and his physical strength is the one in this line of people, and the bitter wood and a few of them together can't compare to Black Thirteen's brute strength, let Black Thirteen clean up, it looks really good.

But Black Thirteen couldn't control his own strength, and it was always very easy to break the cleaning tools in his hands.

But in fact, it's okay to do this kind of thing with a smile, because he studied under the Iron Arrow Zen Master, and he used to stay in the Zen temple to study Buddhist scriptures and clean up fallen leaves, which he often does, and let him clean up, which is indeed very easy and easy to do.

But it's a pity that Hu Dixiao is now on the way back to Shangzhou, and this matter is directly nonsense.

Therefore, Kumu and the others cleaned for two days, but they just cleaned up the house they lived in and a courtyard, and then let them thoroughly clean the entire yard, it is better to let them die on the spot quickly.

But that's enough

Anyway, now that the first task assigned to them by Zhou Dunyi has been completed, and Su Dixiao is also on the way to Shangzhou, they only need to stay where they are now and wait for Zhou Dunyi's next instructions.

But while waiting, Qi Wuxian definitely still had to go to the intelligence point of the Dongxun Jinyi Guard Branch from time to time to see if there was any other important information.

In addition, these four guys are now living in the same days as coming to Dongxun for vacation, and no one bothers them.

Therefore, Kumu also began to teach Zhou Budo to learn swordsmanship.

Holding Zhou Budo's saber in one hand, Kumu mobilized the internal force in his body to cross into this saber, and after a while, Kumu spoke

"The sword that Qingtan entrusted someone to build for you is really good, it can already be called a rare weapon, the forging material is also a high-quality material, and the forging technology is also from the hands of a famous artist, it seems that Qingtan does not doubt you, it is not bad."

After speaking, Kumu threw the short sword to Zhou Budo, and Zhou Budo jumped up and caught it steadily.

He whistled proudly and said boastfully

"That's not it, the short sword that Sister Qingtan gave me looks good just by looking good, hmph, at least it's much better than the black bow that suddenly laughed at that guy."

Kumu was a little helpless to support his forehead

This kid, even now, is still holding a grudge and laughing, suddenly laughing that Fusang bow himself has long understood, it is a magic weapon that is not weaker than the bitter cold sword, even if the short sword made by Qingtan's girl for the undoubted trust is good, it will definitely not be as good as the Fusang bow, but this kid is only talking about the appearance now, and it seems that he can only complain about the difference in appearance.

And Qi Wuxi, who was standing on the side, saw the short sword, his eyes brightened directly, what kind of world is this, why does the weapon used by the prince and his little child look better than his own.

Tsk, it's really not ancient, and it doesn't matter if you laugh at that guy's weapon is better than your own, after all, it's a Fusang bow that no one has used in the dust of the Jinsi for several eras, and the legend of that thing has also swept a lot of blood, and it is also a sudden laugh at this archery genius to use, and he has nothing to complain about, at most, he can only say that the Fusang bow has finally waited for his master.

But this short sword of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, even if it is not as good as the magic weapon of the Fusang bow, it is also a superior weapon, and the ancient knife he uses, even if it is compared with the short sword of His Royal Highness the Prince, it is not as good, this gap really makes people feel a little autistic.

Hei Thirteen smiled innocently, the idea in his heart was very simple, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has a good weapon, then it will be easier for him to protect His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, anyway, he is now His Royal Highness's personal guard, as long as His Royal Highness the Prince is happy, where does he get any jealousy and not jealousy.

And Kumu coughed lightly, interrupting Zhou Budo's boastful smugness, and said softly

"But Qingtan's girl is also doing some impractical things, this short sword is good-looking, but there are a lot of unnecessary things that will make the user feel troublesome at some critical juncture, this girl, it's really enough."

After Kumu said this, he didn't care about Zhou Budo's expression, he casually pulled out the bitter cold sword from the scabbard on his waist, and said to Zhou Budo with a serious posture

"Come, no doubt, you attack me, let me see how your foundation is first."

Hearing Kumu's words, Zhou Budo clenched the short sword in his hand with both hands, staring at Kumu with blazing eyes, to be honest, he was a little nervous at this time, he had practiced swords for a few days, but that was also practiced in the palace, and the opponent was a wooden stake, tsk, the current opponent was directly replaced by Brother Kumu.

Brother Kumu's strength is not doubtful, but he has seen it more than once or twice, forget it, Brother Kumu shouldn't be ruthless anyway.

Then I'll go straight to it!

Zhou Budo's body stood up steadily, the short sword held in both hands became a straight line with his arms, his legs slammed hard, and he rushed directly towards Kumu, and when he was about to rush to Kumu, he kicked his legs, jumped up, and used all his strength to slash down from top to bottom.

When Zhou Budo made these movements, Kumu still stayed in place, even the bitter cold sword in his hand did not change, he just stood so casually, except that his expression became a little serious, but this is also Kumu's habit, aside from this habit, Kumu is now very casual to eat Zhou Budo's moves.

Looking at Zhou Budo's action was a little non-standard sword splitting, Kumu shook his head with some disappointment, and the bitter cold sword in his hand was slightly bit, and the tip of the bitter cold sword hit the blade of the short sword, easily unloading the energy that Zhou Budo had no brain exerting on the short sword.

No matter how casual it is, the short sword was directly picked up by the bitter cold sword, and Zhou Budo, because he was still too low, even if he jumped up, it was just a cheek that had just reached Kumu.

The short sword in his hand was picked up by Kumu so easily, and Zhou Budo's body suddenly lost its balance, and at this time, one of Kumu's legs swept again.

Zhou Budo's center of gravity was directly unbalanced, the whole person itself had not yet developed and formed, and the brute force in a moment was also picked up by the short sword in his hand, and it was all scattered directly, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, he suddenly laughed at this time, otherwise when he saw Zhou Budo's funny dog eating, he would definitely laugh back and forth, and he would have been mocking Zhou Budo about this matter afterwards.

Fortunately, the few people present now don't have so much fun thinking about Zhou Budo, Kumu only wants to teach Zhou Budo's swordsmanship, Qi Wuxian is because of Zhou Dunyi, and he also has the idea of protecting Zhou Budo's safety, as for Black Thirteen, his thoughts are still so simple.

Anyway, if His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't have an accident, besides, it's Lord Kumu, and Lord Kumu won't be ruthless to His Royal Highness.

In this way, after Zhou Budo lay on the ground and struggled for a while, he got up with a somewhat ugly embarrassment.

The clothes on his body were stained with mud, and even his little face, which was as white as a mirror, was now gray.

Zhou Budo snorted a few times.

Damn, why did you eat a mouthful of dirt into it, bah blah, what did I do, did Brother Kumu just make a move?

I just seemed to see Brother Kumu wave one hand, and then the short sword in his hand was picked up and flew away for some reason, and then his body without a fulcrum was also gently swept with his legs, and then, he fell to the ground.