The choices in life are always difficult, because you need to bear all the costs of the consequences of the choice, but only if there is a choice, it is not a desperate situation, and the hardest thing is that there is no other choice.

Chen Mu was faced with such a choice at this time.

The double knives fell into the hands of the thief, but he couldn't beat this old man, and he couldn't snatch it back, and he saw that this old man was not a good match, so there was no choice for the rest.

Maybe he was a little reckless when he crashed into it like this, but he didn't regret it, at least the old man was willing to let go of the little girl, and he was willing to return the double knife to him, but when the little girl was gone, he took the double knife himself, and then took the opportunity to escape!

Thinking like this, Chen Mu was no longer embarrassed, and said to the old man: "Okay, you let her go, I'll stay." ”

He thought that Honggu would dissuade him and plead with the old man for him, but no, Chen Mu was completely disappointed in this woman, and he stopped going to see her.

Seeing that Chen Mu agreed simply, the old man was not verbose, just like a tiger who disdained the tricks of monkeys, nodded to Honggu, and Honggu said to the little girl on the bed: "Don't hurry up!" ”

Listening to her tone, she seemed to be a little dissatisfied, which made Chen Mu even more annoyed, but she couldn't care too much about it at the moment.

The little girl was also Lisuo, quickly dressed, and escaped from the bed, and without waiting for Honggu, she ran away from the door.

Honggu looked at Chen Mu, just sighed, and left with the small temple blessing.

"Give me back the knife!"

Seeing that Xiao Miaozhu had closed the door, Chen Mu said this to the old man, but the old man just snorted coldly.

"Chen Qiyou is also a hero, how can his son be so rude, no wonder he has to fall into this step......"

When Chen Mu heard this, he was also surprised in his heart, he didn't expect this old man to recognize his identity!

He never talked to the old man about his life experience, and he didn't even mention his name, that is to say, the old man recognized these knives, and guessed Chen Mu's identity from these knives!

These knives are Chen Qiyou's most secret private collection, I am afraid that few people in Hong Shuntang recognize it, this old man is actually familiar, how can this not surprise Chen Mu?

"Since the old uncle knows his father, how can he embarrass the boy?"

Chen Mu also softened his words, if he could convince the other party, it would be the best, after all, he couldn't beat this old man, right?

However, Lao Dao smiled gloomily and said: "After giving birth to a child, those who are familiar with each other are not necessarily friends, and enemies can also be very familiar, right?" ”

Chen Mu's heart was also cold, looking at this posture, the old man was only afraid that he really had an enmity with his father Chen Qiyou, so he couldn't hope that he would open the net!

However, Chen Mu was still not discouraged, and said to Lao Dao: "Whether it is a friend or an enemy, credit is always to be talked about, I promise to stay, you return the knife to me, what's the matter, now you don't count?" ”

Lao Dao glanced at Chen Mu: "I know the calculation in your heart, but I just advise you to die." ”

Although he said this, he still threw the double knife back to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu caught the knife, didn't say a word, turned around quickly, and slammed into the door like the wind!

But as the old man said, he had indeed seen through Chen Mu's thoughts, and he was the last to come first, blocking the door!

This old man looks like he is already seventy or eighty, but he didn't expect his body to be so agile, and his speed is amazingly fast!

Where did Chen Mu have time to think, he immediately drew his knife, and slashed his head and face!

For the knife technique, Chen Mu is a blank piece of paper, when he was fighting with the old man, he had secretly written down his knife technique, which was better than nothing.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he still had the strength to speak: "Yes, yes, the posture is there, but the strength is a little smaller, and the meaning is a little worse." ”

Saying this, he was not idle in his hand, he pulled out the door bolt with his backhand, and when it came to his hand, it seemed to be longer than the Mu character embroidered spring knife in Chen Mu's hand, and he actually forced Chen Mu back into the room!

Chen Mu tasted the sweetness, and he was also secretly remembering his moves, you come and go, Chen Mu is like a novice playing chess with others, practicing according to his moves, although they are all resolved by the old man one by one, but he remembers very firmly!

After fighting for a while, the old man suddenly shook his hand and stopped doing it, threw away the door bolt, and said angrily: "At a young age, he is a chicken thief, but he is tired of the poor road, so he doesn't play with the younger children, and he accepts it!" ”

This bolt was thrown, and it immediately disrupted Chen Mu's routine, after all, it is now learned and sold, where can I deal with it flexibly, the footsteps and body are messy, the old way is bullied in again, and slapped Chen Mu's forehead with a palm, taking advantage of Chen Mu's dodge, his left hand was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, lightning poked out, and he actually snatched the long knife back!

"You...... You! Chen Mu wanted to scold Lao Dao for not being trustworthy, but it was true that he wanted to escape, he broke the contract first, where can he push it to Lao Dao now!

This time there was a commotion, Lao Dao seemed to be very tired, his forehead was full of sweat the size of rice grains, his face was pale, his waist was even more rickety, and his speech became weak.

"Shut up, start upright, the void spirit is strong, and the spirit is concentrated!"

Chen Mu was originally very vigilant, he had heard his uncles and uncles say that some old people are most fond of young children, dirty and inhumane, but at this time, Lao Dao was out of breath and looked tired, and he was afraid that he couldn't do anything shameful to himself.

Moreover, Chen Mu had an escape experience, and if he wanted to fight hard, he couldn't do it, so he could only outwit him, so why not make a false mistake and wait for the opportunity to move?

Thinking like this, Chen Mu stood upright, and let go of the English short knife in his hand.

Because what Lao Dao said is the pranayama method of the iron bridge internal strength in the Great Hong Fist, these things are the secret techniques of Hong Shuntang, and he can say it, which can explain a lot of problems in itself!

Seeing that Chen Mu complied, Lao Dao instructed Chen Mu again: "Hanging, hanging, bumping, hugging!" ”

As soon as this general outline was spoken, Chen Mu seemed to have returned to the time when he practiced with his brother, and immediately saluted and opened his fists, and started the internal skills of the iron bridge.

Lao Dao was already very weak, and he didn't look at it much, just closed his eyes slightly, and Chen Muwu practiced his routine.

Although Chen Mu is young, he is only fourteen years old after all, he suffers a lot in strength, and his endurance is not comparable.

Before he finished practicing, Lao Dao said: "Get out of bed!" ”

Chen Mu was slightly stunned, but at this time, he found that Lao Dao was even weaker, as if he was sick, his body trembled a little, his face was as pale as paper, and he was a little shaky when he stood up!

"It's time to go!" Chen Mu thought about running away from the door, but he hesitated again.

This old man is well versed in the secret art of Hongquan, and it is impossible to do that dirty thing to Chen Mu at this time, and besides, Chen Mu also has some vague hopes in his heart, if he is the old or hidden patriarch of Hong Shuntang, he will have a helper.

Even if it's not, if you can make friends with him, maybe you can learn something, even if you can't say it well, just come to provoke every day and fight for a while, you can take the opportunity to learn his knife skills, right?

Thinking like this, Chen Mu didn't bother and immediately lay down on the bed.

The weather was not very cold, Chen Mu was hot, lying in the quilt, and it was immediately as hot as a steamer.

Seeing this, Lao Dao said to Chen Mu: "Get up!" ”

Chen Mu hurriedly got up, but Lao Dao hurriedly got into the quilt, at this moment it was like a frozen person entering a warm room, his face gradually became ruddy, and he no longer trembled, and after a long and short breath, he actually fell asleep!

"I heard my brother say that some people go crazy in practice, and their bodies will be hot and cold, could it be that he is looking for these young people with strong blood just to warm the bed and provide masculine vitality?"

As soon as this thought poured out, Chen Mu felt more and more like this, because this old way was already very old, and he had reached the age of no desire and no desire, so he didn't have to think of him so badly.

If this is the case, it is that I blamed Lao Dao first, and it is no wonder that Honggu is not worried about herself, maybe she is really just warming the bed.

Seeing that Lao Dao was stable, Chen Mu first snatched the long knife back, didn't leave much, turned his head and walked out of the room, and was about to return to the water village, but stopped again.

Although he has two knives in his hands, he can't exert the power of the sword at all, let alone the ability to protect the sword, this old way is the highest martial arts person he has ever seen, did he just give up this opportunity?

wants to get out, wants to take revenge, wants to rein in Hong Shuntang, no matter which one it is, it is not something that he, a fourteen-year-old boy, can do alone, do you want to be incognito and die in the world for the rest of your life?

Chen Mu wants to enhance his strength, isn't this old man in the house the best candidate?

Thinking like this, Chen Mu stopped, thought about it, and returned to the house and sat on the edge of the bed.

The room was also quiet, and Chen Mushi had already breathed, so his mood soon calmed down, and he gradually heard the sound of Lao Dao's breathing.

His breathing was a little strange, not like an ordinary person, more like a unique technique of breathing and guiding, Chen Mu tried, following the rate of Lao Dao's breathing, he felt that his breathing was very smooth, as if the roofs had disappeared, and he directly absorbed the essence of the freshest air outside!

This discovery also made Chen Mu feel excited, after all, he was a young man, and he still had a great dependence mentality, and it was this psychology that was causing trouble when he wanted to find out Uncle Xige earlier.

However, the Xige Uncle Luo Jianhe, who should have been the most trustworthy, turned out to be He Huyong, the pipe leader of the patrol battalion, which had already made Chen Mu feel very disappointed.

Now that he has encountered this mysterious old way, Chen Mu has renewed hope, and it is also a matter of course, stealing the knife technique from the fighting process has made Chen Mu feel excited, and now he is secretly learning the method of breathing, Chen Mu is even more excited, as if this old way is full of treasures, but anyone who can steal a lesson or two, it is a great subsidy!

As his breathing deepened, Chen Mu was also immersed in this mysterious state, and unconsciously fell asleep.

The outside gradually lit up, Chen Mu didn't know how long he had been asleep, he woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and saw that the scene was very unfamiliar, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

It's just that when he looked on the bed, the old way was long gone, even his double knives were gone, he wiped his chest, and the shirt and guildbook hidden close to him were gone!

"Something bad!"