The wall of the Master is numbered, and no one is allowed to enter through its door.

Get in, will step into the hall.

Jiang Shouyi put down the teacup, and saw that Wang Anfeng had already gotten up and began to put the guqin back in its original position, so he raised his hand and pressed it weakly, looked at the young man who stopped, and said with a smile:

"Since you are a beginner, this piano will be given to you."

"Although it is not among the dragons and phoenixes, it is also handmade by a friend of mine, and it is less than the ordinary craftsman's piano, which is suitable for you."

"How, don't you want to take it?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Contemporary Confucianism educates the world, and students respect the teacher as Mr., and the elder and virtuous as the master.

The things that Mr. Master gives to his students, whether they are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or pen, ink, paper and inkstone, have a far deeper meaning than gifts, which means that Mr. truly recognizes you as his student disciple and can inherit his mantle of knowledge, rather than simply teaching and solving doubts.

Joy rose in his heart, Wang Anfeng carefully put the guqin in his hand on the table, stood up at once, and wanted to salute first, but found that he was a little flustered and messy, and raised his hand to hurriedly tidy up his clothes, feeling that there was no rudeness, so he bowed deeply to Jiang Shouyi and said:

"So, Mr. Xie, no, it's Mr. Xie."

Jiang Shou chuckled when he saw this, and said:

"Very good, very good."

The two talked for a while, Jiang Shouyi gave his opinion on the questions that the young man still didn't understand in the new book, the tea was cold, and Wang Anfeng got up to resign, but today he no longer had empty hands, but an extra heavy piano case.

Hugging the piano and coming out, Wang Anfeng walked out of the courtyard of Jiang's house, and saw that a layer of snow had fallen on the street outside the door, and there were no pedestrians around, but in the snow, there was a young man in white standing with his hands down, I don't know how long he had been standing, and there was already snow hidden on the tips and shoulders of his hair, which made the young man's eyebrows more and more light.

And standing next to the young man was Zhao Xiujie, who had not come for a long time, throwing a good silk umbrella on the ground, and behind him there were two wrestlers standing silently, each holding a brocade box in their hands, seeing Wang Anfeng come out, Zhao Xiujie's eyes were slightly bright, and he had not spoken, and the white-shirted young man beside him had stepped forward and hugged his fists:

"Qin Fei in Xia Tianhe County, I am here to make amends."

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said:

"Reparations?"

"As I remember, Your Excellency and I were unmasked...... And what sins? ”

Qin Fei looked up at him and said:

"Since he has never been masked, he is guilty of rashly petitioning."

"I heard that Brother Wang's martial arts are outstanding, and my heart is itching, and I want to come to learn a thing or two, stop at the point, and make friends with martial arts."

Wang Anfeng saw that he looked calm, and his speech was dignified, without any concealment, and two good feelings rose in his heart, but he was admonished by Jiang Shouyi before, asking him to be self-contained, and then yesterday in the Shaolin Temple, he knew that his skills were really average, and he really had no intention of fighting, so he smiled and said:

"Under Wang Anfeng."

"Hmm...... Brother Qin and Brother Zhao are guests from afar, the snow is heavy today, why don't you go to my house to drink a cup of tea first to warm up? ”

Qin Fei opened his mouth, heard the polite refusal in his words, and said in silence:

“…… Then, then disturb Brother Wang. ”

"It's okay."

Wang Anfeng smiled slightly, and walked in the direction of his house first, Qin Fei followed behind, although he didn't say anything, but the regret on his face was almost even visible to Zhao Xiujie.

But the regret in his heart is more than ten times greater than on his face.

The competition is a matter of two people, not that he wants to compete, the other party will compete with him, but he can come while he is happy, but he can only return with defeat, which is naturally regrettable.

Although he regretted it, he still talked and laughed with Wang Anfeng as usual, and suddenly his feet were empty, and his body leaned to the side, and he unintentionally stepped on a hole, he was now distracted, and he couldn't pay attention to his feet, but after all, as a person who practiced martial arts, his body was deflected, and his balance had been restored.

But the right foot fell, the body sank, but it was deeply stepped into the snow pit, slightly stunned, at this time I knew that this pit was not small, and I didn't know who had piled up the thick snow, so I couldn't see it.

Wang Anfeng turned around and was slightly stunned, and said apologetically:

"In the countryside and mountain villages, the road surface is naturally uneven, Brother Qin forgive me."

"What's the matter, I didn't see the road myself......"

Qin Fei replied casually, but as soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze slightly, Wang Anfeng smiled, turned around and continued to lead the way, while the young man slowly turned around, his eyes fell to the ground, and he nailed to the almost identical footprints on the ground.

Whether it's flat ground or a pothole.

There is nothing abnormal in the depths, and it forms a striking contrast with his two pitted footprints.

Zhao Xiujie didn't know why, he still followed Wang Anfeng's side, and looked back at his cousin curiously, and made a gesture to keep up, while the two wrestlers were standing in front of Qin Fei, Ah Da looked at the footprints, and then looked at the young man who stopped and waited for a few of them, lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't know the grade of light work, but I am extremely proficient, like a furnace fire, and it has turned into pure green."

"Only one light work, Childe, you are not as good as him."

Qin Fei slowly bowed his head, raised his eyes to look at Wang Anfeng, who was waiting for him in front of him, the latter was wrapped in chains, which weighed at least two hundred catties, and the guqin in his arms was by no means easy, but he could bear such a weight, his footsteps fell on the snow and were no different from ordinary people, still talking and laughing, his face was as usual.

Originally, the regret subsided, Qin Fei hurried to catch up with Wang Anfeng in front, the latter did not ask, just casually covered it with interesting things in the village, Daliang Village itself was not very big, and soon returned to Wang Anfeng's courtyard, and the young man pushed the wooden door open with his foot, revealing a neat courtyard.

There are not many complicated things in the courtyard, only two grass huts, one has a fat black bear nesting underneath, which has fallen into a complete sleep, and on the other side is a horse standing, with a messy mane, a pair of eyes with golden vertical pupils, and he can hear the sound and look sideways at Wang Anfeng and the others, his eyes are as cold as electricity, which makes Qin Fei's body slightly startled.

And Wang Anfeng had already asked with a smile:

"Horse, are you okay today?"

The horse neighed lightly twice, with an intimate attitude, which caused the young man to laugh, and then said two more words, put the guqin down lightly for the time being, pushed the door open, and said a few people behind him:

"Please come in."

Qin Fei said a word of interruption, and walked in first, and a few people behind him followed into the house, Wang Anfeng closed the courtyard full of snow, there were not many furnishings in the house, it was very plain, the only thing that was new was the bed, and the rest of it was all old objects, and the traces on it had obviously been used for a long time.

Wang Anfeng led them to sit down, while making a fire and boiling water, while talking softly, among which Qin Fei spoke several times, and wanted to ask Wang Anfeng about martial arts from the side, but he was always avoided and did not talk about it, the water had been boiled, and the young man took tea and smiled:

"It's the first time for so many guests at home, the tea cup is not enough, and the coarse porcelain bowl is used to serve tea, please don't mind."

"Brother Wang is polite."

Wang Anfeng smiled, took out the porcelain bowl, the way he made tea was learned from Jiang Shouyi's wife, and he did not pursue complexity, only simplicity was true, everyone couldn't see any difference, even Qin Fei just quietly looked at the surrounding furnishings, there were a lot of books, this is normal, Confucianism emphasizes education, and there are very few people who don't read today.

In addition, there is nothing related to martial arts, it is difficult to get a glimpse of Wang Anfeng's strength and feet, so that the enthusiasm he just rose is like a basin of ice water poured on his face, gradually calming down, at this time, the fragrance of tea curls up, gradually rising, Qin Fei's mood turned calm, and he wondered if he was a little anxious, a bowl of tea soup had already been put in front of him, the bowl was black as the bottom, and the more the tea soup was lined with amber.

Wang Anfeng didn't just make tea for him and Zhao Xiujie, the amount of water in the pot of boiling water was just enough to make five bowls of tea, and even the two wrestlers each shared a bowl, Qin Fei took a sip, his expression was slightly stunned, he only felt that his dryness had receded, and his heart was a little shaken, but he raised his eyes and saw that Wang Anfeng poured out the last bowl but didn't drink it, and said in surprise:

"Brother Wang...... Why not drink it? ”

"It's a guest from afar, and the tea is still served to the guest......"

While speaking, Wang Anfeng had already looked in the direction of no one, obviously empty, but he still felt a subtle uncomfortable feeling, the breath was not aimed at him, but it always reminded him of Mr. Win's cold eyes that filled the world last night.

That instinctive and strong reaction of the body is simply impossible to ignore.

Qin Fei was just about to answer, when he suddenly thought of something, his expression changed slightly, and the blue-shirted young man had already gotten up, his chains sounded softly, he stretched out his hand to draw the tea bowl, and whispered in the direction of no one:

"I don't have any intention of harming Brother Qin, and people outside the house can't see the inside, and since Your Excellency has been exposed, why hide it?"

"It's cold outside, so it's better to drink a cup of hot tea to warm up."

When the voice fell, except for Zhao Xiujie, everyone's faces changed suddenly.