Chapter Seventy-One: The Walking Dart Master
The last sentence just now, of course, was to ask the mysterious man in blue.
At this time, the man in blue held the knife in his arms, and quietly observed everyone in front of him, until Wang Yu asked him a question again, and then he hugged his fists with a smile and said lightly,
"Under Qi Qingyun."
"Oh, it turned out to be Qi Zhuangshi, thank you for your help in my dart game."
Wang Yu obviously said it in the tone of being a family member of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau.
But Qi Qingyun just smiled faintly,
"You're welcome, you paid anyway, and I'm just doing my duty."
"yes......"
The other party's indifferent honesty made Wang Yu very embarrassed for a while.
Zong Jiyuan really wanted to laugh out loud when he saw it, but he endured it, but he still pursed his lips and smiled, and said,
"Brother Wang Yu, the food we ordered must have been done by this time, if we don't go back, it won't taste good, so it's better to let the brothers from the Shunfeng Dart Bureau come with us, so that we can rest and suppress the shock."
"Okay,"
After her reminder, Wang Yu also suddenly thought about it, nodded again and again,
"Yes, yes, yes, we have ordered something delicious at our food stall over there in the woods, so let's all go over and eat some."
"Thank you, Mr. Dart!"
After the fight just now, these dart masters were indeed nervous for a while, and now they are very happy to see that not only has the situation turned around, but there are also people who can eat and rest for a while.
And so, they led their horses and drove their carts through the woods and back to the little food stall.
The owner of the stall is really an honest and loyal person, and at this time it seems that the meal has been cooked, and he is looking in the direction of the official road with anticipation, and seeing that they have not only returned, but also brought so many guests with him, he is naturally excited, and is busy beckoning everyone to sit down.
It was not big, but in this way, the two groups of people added together, and the two tables under the pergola were already crowded, Zong Jiyuan came to the stall owner and said,
"Master, whatever you want, cook a few more things with affordable and satisfying meals, and I will settle the account together."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, you can rest assured, guest officer."
The stall owner was busy instructing the only man who helped to make more tea, and he went to the back and worked with the cook again.
Zong Jiyuan and the four of them sat at the same table with Qi Qingyun and Li Xin, and the other eight dart masters sat around the other table.
I don't know if it's intentional or not, Qi Qingyun has been following Zong Jiyuan's side, never leaving her side, and at this time, he also sat next to her, and Zong Jiyuan just wanted to talk to him more, so it was also his own liking.
Walking Dart Master –
It's a very complex profession.
Usually, people who can't stay in the same place for too long for a variety of reasons, and who have relatively high martial arts themselves, choose this way of making a living. It is conceivable that among such people, there are likely to be heroes who do not want to leave their names, and it is more likely that they are fugitives who are wanted and hunted, or not necessarily, so hiring people like them is also a certain risk for employers.
But then again, the appearance of this Qi Qingyun in front of him does not give people the impression of being a treacherous person, and his name does not seem to be made up indiscriminately for false reports, Zong Jiyuan knows these things, so he wants to know more about the other party.
Superb martial arts aside, why his moves and the moves he used are so coordinated, although it is not seamless, but it can be regarded as tacit cooperation.
Everyone relaxed and drank the tea they had just brewed, and saw that they were basically calm, Zong Jiyuan asked Qi Qingyun, who was silent,
"Senior Qi, listening to your accent, are you from Hebei?"
"Exactly,"
Qi Qingyun replied very frankly and without any guard,
"It's not a secret, Qi Mou originally lived in the suburbs of the capital."
"Oh? What a coincidence,"
Zong Jiyuan was very pleasantly surprised,
"When the younger generation was young, they also lived in the suburbs of Beijing with their parents, and only moved back to Liaodong County outside the gate thirteen years ago."
"Really?"
Hearing what she said, Qi Qingyun was stunned at that time, and his eyes flashed with the previous brilliance, and he asked out of his mouth,
"So, dare to ask the little boy's name?"
"The younger generation's surname is Zong, and the name is Ji Yuan,"
Zong Jiyuan said with a very friendly smile,
"My family opened a silk village in Liaodong County, and this time I wanted to talk about business in the town in front of me."
As he spoke, he pointed to Lu Hong and Ke Yi again,
"These two are my buddies, and they get along very well with the younger generations, and the relationship is like brothers, and the head of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau is friends with me, so I go all the way."
"Open the silk and satin village,"
Qi Qingyun's gaze became a little dazed,
"So, how can the little boy's martial arts be so strong?"
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
When Zong Jiyuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing,
"Since I was a child, the younger generation's body is very weak, my father and mother are worried that I will encounter outlaws outside, and cause trouble, so I invited a few teachers who know martial arts, to teach the younger generation some self-protection moves, but it's just some opportunistic and frightening tricks, but if it's hand-to-hand combat, it's ......."
"So who did you learn from the little boy's ability to whip the long whip?"
It's too late to listen to her continue to be "modest", Qi Qingyun seems to be concerned about only one.
Zong Jiyuan naturally sensed that something was really wrong, so he instinctively told a lie,
"It was taught by a martial artist who claimed to be from Huguang."
"Huguang ......"
The glimmer of brilliance that had just flashed in Qi Qingyun's eyes disappeared again and became dazed, but he still refused to give up and asked,
"So, is this martial artist a man or a woman?"
"Of course it's a man,"
Zong Jiyuan deliberately made a puzzled joke,
"How can there be a female martial artist?"
"yes......"
Qi Qingyun's eyes had changed from dazed to disappointed, and he was mentally authentic,
"How many women with strong martial arts can there be...... Also, from the heart, although the little boy's martial arts are only won by skill, it can be seen that he is still very solid from the foundation. Therefore, those masters of yours must have loved and cared for you very much. ”
Of course—
Zong Jiyuan said secretly in his heart......
The person who taught her martial arts was none other than Zong Jiyuan's mother, Liu Xianglan, who naturally gave it without reservation and dedication.
It is precisely because of this that I can't tell the truth to the person in front of me who doesn't know the details at all, not to mention that there are so many people around who are not all familiar with it.