Chapter 1: Kneeling in the Snow
Falling in the snow, the world is vast.
"Sss
Su Liu gasped, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that it was desolate white, and there was a biting cold in his limbs, and his knees seemed to be connected with this cold snow.
If there is such a different experience in the hot summer, it will be inexplicable, but the north wind in front of me is like a knife, the knife is into the flesh, even if there are some small pieces of warm sunlight sprinkled on the face, it is difficult to hide the frost on the ground.
The biting cold, the pain in the marrow.
Soon Su Liu found that the coldness was not the most uncomfortable for him, and after waking up, his brain was even more chaotic, as if it was about to burst, and the indescribable pain all over his body, as if his bones had fallen apart.
Su Liu snorted unconsciously in pain, and his whole body trembled.
At this moment, the world was spinning, and the eyes were black, and the small noise heard in the ears in a trance was extremely clear.
"Look, Xiao Sulang moved."
"This kid is stronger, and he knelt in the courtyard all night for the sake of apprenticeship."
"Yes, the second, the third, we only knelt for three hours back then, and we were selected by the master after passing the level of heart, and he has been six hours now."
"Indeed, at that time, it seemed that my knees were broken, ah, the senior brothers all whispered, and the master came down."
"Hmph."
The unfamiliar scenes, the mixed words in the ears all show the unacceptable reality in front of them.
"Where am I? What's going on? A question appeared in Su Liu's heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, a cold snort came from his ears, and the mixed and slightly mocking discussion gradually subsided, Su Liu's pupils shrank, and he quickly looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who appeared in front of him somehow.
This person has a purple face and a slight beard, standing with his hands in his hands, with a cold face, but his eyes are firmly looking at himself, seeing this person, Su Liu's heart tightened, this uncle's clothes are actually the kind of brocade robes with complex patterns worn by ancient people?
This costume? Are you filming?
Su Liu was slightly startled, didn't he play a comprehensive martial arts game at home, and he was about to shatter the void, how could he arrive at this strange place similar to ancient times in front of him?
"You've been kneeling all night, can your body still stand it?"
The purple-faced middle-aged man in front of him coughed lightly, and asked coldly.
It's just that Su Liu couldn't figure out the situation, and he was afraid that he would see the clues, so he lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "It's okay." β
As if seeing Su Liu's dejected expression, the middle-aged man frowned, and in the blink of an eye, his robe was suddenly stretched out in the wind and snow, and he suddenly came to Su Liu's side, holding his hands on Su Liu's arms.
Uncle, what do you want to do!?
Su Liuke was so frightened that he didn't care about the headache and immediately turned over and sat up, staggering back again and again. It's just that the thick and broad hands of the knuckles were firmly on Su Liu's arms like pliers, making him unable to move.
The purple-faced middle-aged man saw Su Liu standing up, glared and said: "What are you hiding, although I can't accept you as an apprentice, but after all, you are still Guan Lao's grandson, you have knelt in the snow all night, and you have not entered the water, even if you are a person who practices martial arts, it is difficult to survive, not to mention that you are a weak scholar." β
Who is Guan Lao? However, this question was instantly suppressed by Su Liu.
As soon as the middle-aged man's robe was unfurled, he moved with one step, and according to the eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten steps in the blink of an eye, this kind of Cheng dΓΉ, even the flying man Brother Xiang in his previous life could not do it.
"This uncle is a martial arts master?!"
In his previous life, Su Liu could be regarded as reading Jin, Gu, Huang, Wen and other novels and martial arts film and television dramas, and at this time he defined Uncle Purple Mask in his heart.
It's just that when Su Liutan looked on the ground to find out if he really stepped on the snow without a trace, there was a warm air flow pouring in on the arm grabbed by the purple-faced middle-aged man, this warm current was so magical and comfortable, like warm sunlight pouring into his body, it seemed that he felt that the pain and cold under his eyes had dissipated, and even his sluggish spirit was lifted.
After half a ring, the middle-aged purple-faced man in front of him in a brocade robe withdrew his hand, and the airflow in Su Liu's body slowly receded, only to see the middle-aged man in front of him shake his head and take a long breath, and sighed: "I knelt in the snow all night, can you complain about Uncle Qin?" β
Su Liubu hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Don't dare." β
"Many years ago, Guan Lao had an entrustment, don't teach you to practice martial arts. Although I don't know why, but it makes sense, Uncle Qin only said that you can't stand the wind and cold, so you will leave naturally, and you don't want to"
Although the middle-aged purple-faced man had a cold and solemn face, he also sighed.
Su Liu's brain was chaotic and tingling, and he couldn't figure out the joints, so he didn't dare to ask more at this time, but just lowered his head and said blankly: "Thank you, senior." β
The purple-faced middle-aged man glanced at Su Liu, who was silent, and said in amazement: "You call me senior?" β
Su Liu's heart tightened, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, so he excused himself and said: "The wind and snow are cold, and the little nephew's mind is also a little unclear. β
At this moment, the three people who were talking outside quickly entered the courtyard and said a few words in the ear of the purple-faced middle-aged man, and the purple-faced middle-aged man sneered: "Are you still waiting?" Okay, dare to bully my Tiemen Qin Mansion, ah big, ah two, ah three, go out and see these people who are known as the four gangs of Yingjun.
The three men excitedly agreed, and strode out of the house.
"Ah big, ah two, ah three?"
Su Liu glanced at these three people in surprise, although they had the same name as the thugs under the county lord Minmin, but these three people were obviously not Zhao Min's thugs.
At this time, there seemed to be a fog dissolving in his mind, and he closed his eyes for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.
"The original owner of this body was just an ordinary teenager who went into the mountains to collect medicine on weekdays, and used medicinal materials in exchange for some meager remuneration in exchange for some life."
"It seems that the world is very difficult today."
"It's a little unbearable for my predecessor to have the money he got from selling drugs being exploited by local gangs. The little son of the male tiger gang leader who collects protection money got the news out of nowhere, and knew that Zhou Zheng, who was born to the young sister, moved evil thoughts. β
I beat that kid a few days ago, and you don't have to think about the consequences.
Su Liu's heart was also like a mirror at this time, and he complained, it seems that his predecessor has caused a lot of trouble
Outside the gate of the Qin Mansion.
"Big brother, what should I do, this kid has been hiding in the Qin Mansion all night."
"yes, this ghost weather, I think this kid may have frozen to death."
Dozens of steps away from the gate of Qinfu, the men in black shivered from the cold, and yawned and asked the strong man standing at the front, the dozen or so men standing lazily were all dressed in the same way, with black clothes and black pants, and a male tiger tattooed on the collar.
The male tiger on the collar of the previous man had a white edge, and his figure was more strong, and his muscles were tense, but a pair of dead fish eyes stared at the gate of the Qin Mansion, very gloomy:
"Wait, that kid dares to commit a crime, hurts the little boy, and has no way to live."
"Even if he hides in the Qin Mansion, he will be driven out, and when we wait for us to hold it easily, you will all have great merit in front of the young master at that time, in my opinion, five hundred taels is indispensable."
As soon as the group of strong men behind him heard the figure of five hundred taels, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and they all felt that the hunger, fatigue and cold were swept away, and their eyes were red, and they spit in their hands, and they all felt refreshed.
The strong man stomped his feet, shook off the snow on his body, felt the excitement behind him, and couldn't wait to enter the Qin Mansion immediately, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
As soon as he raised his head again, he saw a group of people walking out of the Qin Mansion, their eyes suddenly widened, and a trace of irrepressible ecstasy flashed on their faces.