098 Reclusive Master

"High... Master, do you think it's this piece of gold cake? Yin Shiju took out the piece of gold cake he had just picked up and put his hands in front of the middle-aged man.

Because he was so excited, his little face turned red, and his hand holding the gold cake trembled a little.

The legendary kind of hidden ranger with strong martial arts actually appeared in front of him alive, just now I witnessed the moment when the middle-aged man took out the silver hairpin from the tumbling oil pot, Yin Shiju's little heart kept pounding, and when he heard him say the golden cake, he did not hesitate to offer the golden cake he had just picked up.

The middle-aged man took the golden cake, looked at it, and said with some surprise: "This is the piece I dropped, how is it in the hands of the son?" ”

Sure enough, it was a piece of lucky gold cake, Yin Shiju felt a thrill in his heart, and hurriedly said: "I just picked it up on the road, I have been looking for the owner, but I didn't expect it to be a master, what a coincidence." ”

"Childe is not ignorant of gold, he is a righteous person, it is rare."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't even use scissors, pulled it with his hand, divided the gold cake into two, threw half of it to the old man who was in trouble, and said "It's too cold, close the stall earlier", and turned around and left freely in the thanks to Yesun, the little woman and the old man who set up the stall.

This is the real ranger, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, acting chivalrous and righteous, doing good deeds and floating away without even leaving his name, Yin Shiju's eyes are straight.

Seeing that Yin Shiju wanted to follow, Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly persuaded: "Childe, be careful, this person appeared too coincidentally." ”

Picking up a golden cake on the way, this golden cake happened to be dropped by the mysterious ranger, could it be too much of a coincidence? It can't be a trap set by those charlatans.

Yin Shiju nodded and said, "It makes sense, Zhang Xiaowu, come here, my son has something to tell you." ”

Zhang Xiaowu's eyes lit up, he ran over, and said with a flattering face: "The son has something to order, even if he goes up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, the little one will never frown." ”

If you get the favor of your son, your future will be bright.

Yin Shiju said casually: "This son doesn't believe that someone can put his hand into the oil pot and be safe, so let you try it." ”

Before Zhang Xiaowu came back to his senses, Yin Shiju suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaowu's right hand and pressed it into the tumbling oil pot: "You don't need to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, just check the oil temperature." ”

As soon as Zhang Xiaowu's hand touched the oil in the oil pot, the whole person withdrew like an electric shock, and while shaking his hands desperately, he howled: "Ouch, it's burning me." ”

Fortunately, it was withdrawn quickly, but a few fingers were dipped in the oil, just a dip, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaowu's fingers swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were a lot of blisters, which seemed to be not lightly burned.

Sure enough, Yin Shiju's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about Zhang Xiaowu, who was howling, and quickly chased after the middle-aged ranger in front.

When he approached just now, he felt a heat wave, he was sweating hot when he stood close, and the oil in the oil pot was also tumbling, Yin Shiju also felt credible, but everything was too coincidental, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, Zhang Xiaowu stood up just right, let him try it.

After trying, the last trace of doubt was gone, and I hurriedly chased after it.

"Superior, superior, wait a minute" Yin Shiju caught up with the middle-aged man who hadn't gone far yet.

The middle-aged man stopped, looked at Yin Shiju, and said with some doubts: "This son, is there something?" ”

"It's said that acquaintance is also a kind of fate, and I don't know the name of the ranger."

"The name is just a codename, life in the world is like a white horse, why stick to a name, the son said that there is a fate, and if there is a fate, you can naturally reunite, and you will meet again." The middle-aged man seemed to have something, said a few words, turned around and left.

This is the real hidden master, not only is his martial arts strong, but his words are so reasonable, Yin Shiju is willing to let go of this opportunity easily, and immediately walked two steps faster and knelt in front of the middle-aged man: "I have always been determined to be a ranger, and I also ask the master to accept me as an apprentice." ”

The legendary master is in front of him, and Yin Shiju dreams of becoming a martial arts master.

Half an hour ago, my brother was disgusted, saying that his skills were too poor, and if he learned the secrets of magic skills, let them see who was the real ranger and who was the laggard.

As soon as he thought of knocking down the Tian Shenu of Da Changjin alone, he stepped on the face of the eldest grandson, Xue Yang, Zhang Lang and Yu Wenying, the three of them knelt beside him and cried and begged him to teach them, and the scene was exciting just thinking about it.

"I'm sorry, I like idle clouds and cranes, and I never accept disciples." The middle-aged man refused.

"Bang bang bang" Yin Shiju kowtowed three times in a row, and said with a pious face: "The master taught me, I am really sincere in learning, as long as the master is willing to teach, the disciple is willing to offer a thousand taels of gold, a set of mansions and twenty beautiful maids as filial piety." ”

In order to learn the secrets of divine skills, Yin Shiju also fought.

promised such a great benefit, and the few guards who followed behind were also moved, looking at the middle-aged man with a look of jealousy, thinking that it was himself, and he would definitely agree immediately, with the golden mansion and so many beautiful maids to serve, it would be worth dying in this life.

The "superficial" middle-aged man shook his head and said with some disappointment: "Do you think so-and-so is this kind of vulgar person?" There is an old saying that I have not heard, it is difficult to buy a good heart, my favorite is to be free, I can go wherever I want, if I accept your filial piety, my daughter is weak, the mansion is sleepy, and even the body is corroded by beauty, this is not my pursuit, farewell. ”

As soon as he took two steps, Yin Shiju ran two steps, knelt in front of him again, and kowtowed three times without saying a word: "The younger generation admires the most is a chivalrous and righteous master like you, that is, the master does not accept apprentices, and can guide one and a half moves, and the younger generation is also grateful." ”

If you refuse to accept apprentices, you can teach yourself martial arts.

The middle-aged man seemed to be moved by Yin Shiju's studious spirit, groaned, and said: "Fortunately, you returned the golden cake today, otherwise you will lose your trust, it just so happens that you like to practice martial arts, maybe we really have a little fate, so let's drink with me, as long as you can drink with me, I will pass you a few tricks for self-defense." ”

Finally relented, Yin Shiju was so happy that he got up all of a sudden, and he was so excited that he was a little nervous when he spoke: "Gao... Superior, I... I invite you to go to the best restaurant in Chang'an and drink the best wine, and you must drink it until you are satisfied. ”

As long as you are willing to teach yourself martial arts, not to mention drinking, you can even drink urine.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Drinking depends on the mood, not looking at the location, you don't need to go to the restaurant, there are stone tables and stone benches under the big tree in front, just go anywhere, you don't need to invite the wine, eat other people's soft mouths, take other people's hands short, just owe you a favor, or I invite it." ”

Yin Shiju was not allowed to refute, with a flick of the thumb of his right hand, the remaining half of the gold cake was thrown to Yin Shiju: "When I first arrived in Chang'an, I didn't know which one had good wine, so I had to send someone to buy wine." ”

Yin Shiju admired him more in his heart, and he didn't dare to go against the will of the master, so he hurriedly sent someone to buy wine, telling him to be sure to have the best wine, buy more, and if the money was not enough, he would pay it himself.

I heard that there are a lot of high-ranking people, and when the interest is high, it is too disappointing to suddenly run out of wine.

It didn't take long for Yin Shiju to rejoice in his caution, the master drank like drinking water, the big porcelain bowl containing half a catty of wine, he could drink it in one gulp, he just drank two bowls and was about to vomit, but the master's face still didn't change.

The middle-aged man drank happily, and asked the guards who followed Yin Shiju to drink with him, Yin Shiju may be rewarded heavily, and he will be rewarded twice for drinking a bowl, and those guards will drink as if they don't want to die, and the six guards, including Zhang Xiaowu, who burned his hand just now, also went up hard, and finally all fell drunk on the snow, but the middle-aged man still had a dry mouth, except for a few bubbles of urine halfway, he was not drunk at all.

I heard that people with strong martial arts will have internal strength, and when drinking, the internal strength will be melted away before the wine reaches the belly, so that a thousand cups are not drunk, Yin Shiju half-believed it before, but this time he really believed it.

What the guards bought, is the best Jiannan roasted spring wine in Chang'an, the wine is mellow, full of energy, it is already very good for ordinary people to drink two catties, two catties and a small jar of wine, the middle-aged man drank twelve jars in a row, in addition to his face is slightly ruddy, he is sober-minded, speaks clearly, and walks very steadily, in Yin Shiju's heart, he must have used his internal strength to melt the water, so he is not drunk in a thousand cups.

Yin Shiju admired the middle-aged man so much that he believed that he was a hidden ranger with high martial arts.

Don't want money, don't want fame, disdain the filial piety he promises, and insist on paying for his own wine when he drinks, who is not a hidden ranger?