Fu Shi is a branch of Taoist priests, this kind of people specialize in the study of runes, and also study how to use runes to combine with people, which is quite an alternative research.

The most famous person in this profession is probably the Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong in "Water Margin": this guy just sticks the talisman on his feet, and then he can travel thousands of miles a day.

And this guy named Nie Chang is obviously also good at this: he can increase the strength and flexibility of his limbs by sticking talismans on his wrists and ankles, which can be regarded as a standard routine before the talisman fight.

Although there are some suspicions of cheating, but people are in this profession, so it's understandable to do that, isn't it?

It is true that I haven't seen the profession of a talisman for a long time, and Bai Fan looked at it with interest.

After the two people came on the court, they looked at each other, then hugged their fists and saluted, and after the referee rang the bell, the two sides did not start playing directly, but looked at each other first.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Zhao Yuan made the first move: he grabbed Nie Chang directly.

Nie Chang avoided it with an extremely flexible body, and then grabbed Zhao Yuan's chest with both hands, both of them wanting to twist the other and take the advantage. But obviously, the two of them feel a little awkward when they fight: although Nie Chang's runes are good, it is obvious that his skills are not very good: the 'bonus' of his own strength is not very much, and Zhao Yuan uses equipment, and it seems that he can't fight with hand-to-hand.

The two of them just scolded each other, it looked like a cockfight.

"This guy is a talisman, but apparently the quality of the runes is not very good." Bai Fan shook his head.

Five hundred years have passed, and Bai Fan has discovered a problem: many things in yin and yang seem to be degrading: they are much worse than the level before they fell asleep.

However, the battle between these two people made Bai Fan discover another point: that is, both of them were very serious and their eyes were also very resolute.

Although the level is not good, this is indeed the highest level that these two people can come up with.

Looking a little curious, Bai Fan directly sent two drilled ghosts into the bodies of the two, and then figured out the specific situation of the two people in an instant.

The first is Zhao Yuan's.

Zhao Yuan's home was in a poor mountain village on the outskirts of Tiandu: a somewhat immature boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, wielded a big gun in front of a small dilapidated bungalow.

The gun was at least three meters long, the tip of the gun emitted a hint of cold light, and the body of the gun was the thickness of a small arm, wrapped in strips of cloth to increase friction.

The young man pinched the tip of the gun and poked it forward, a dragon probing the sea like a thousand pounds!

The whole gun trembled in the air like a dragon's groan under the boy's fierce poke.

"Xiao Yuan, that's good."

Looking at the strength of the young man's shot, a middle-aged man sitting in front of the broken house smiled and nodded.

The middle-aged man was dark and thin, and looked like a coolie working on a construction site, and even more troublesome was that one of his hands was gone.

"Father......" Zhao Yuan, who was still a teenager, frowned and put down the gun, then looked at the middle-aged man and said: "I obviously have the strength of my body, but Lao Zhou at the head of the village is unwilling to take me to work, otherwise how can we rely on such a little subsistence to eat?" I go to work on the construction site, and I will never lose my strength to anyone! ”

"You stupid kid is still so young, do people dare to take you out to work?" Zhao Yuan's father shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, relying on planting some land and subsistence allowance, our grandfather and I can also eat, and we can eat meat twice a month!" You're still growing up, you need to eat more, I'm a waste, alive...... It's like wasting food. ”

"Father! You can't say that! If it weren't for the workmanship you broke a hand, how could you be like this? ”

Zhao Yuan's father smiled wryly and did not continue the topic, but looked at the gun in his son's hand.

"This rainstorm pear flower gun is the only ancestral thing in our family. Xiao Yuan, although this era does not belong to those of us who are still practicing traditional equipment, you still have to pass on this gun and this marksmanship, so that this marksmanship will not be lost, understand?

Zhao Yuan nodded.

"Alas...... In this era, gunsmithing is almost useless: no one can run around with a gun on their back...... In the future, in addition to gunnery, you also need to practice more basic skills such as contact boxing, and it is better to be a bodyguard for those rich people in the city than to work on the construction site. ”

"Father...... The son got it. ”

A father and son lived their lives together, and when Zhao Yuan was 16 years old, his father also passed away.

A few years later, with the only legacy left to him by his father: a big gun and a body of martial arts, Zhao Yuan bid farewell to his old house that was about to collapse, and kowtowed three times on his father's humble grave.

"Dad, my son is gone, and a martial arts tournament is being held in the city, so maybe this is an opportunity for me. Please rest assured: no matter where my son goes, he will take the rainstorm pear flower gun with him, and I will not let the ancestral craftsmanship of our Zhao family be lost. ”

After reading Zhao Yuan's, Bai Fan looked at Nie Chang's again.

Nie Chang's story is completely different from Zhao Yuan's: Nie Chang not only has a complete family, but even a big family of hundreds of people: what the family learns is the talisman.

The family population is large and the quality is uneven, but the next generation has to learn the ancestral talisman craft, and every year the family has to compete to see who is better in the next generation, then the family can enjoy more resources: money, land, more guidance and learn more talismans, etc.

And Nie Chang's talent is basically the worst among the new generation of this family: the drawing of talismans always fails, or the drawing is not standardized enough, people can draw it well after learning it three times, he has to learn it seven or eight times, everyone understands it completely, and he is still confused, which makes the older generation in the family think that this kid has no talent.

A family has a big business and a bigger cost, so there is an elimination system, Nie Chang's talent is like this, and someone in the family took the opportunity to directly eliminate Nie Chang's family: let their family of three directly pack up their burdens and get out.

Nie Chang was very angry: Obviously they are all family members, but they are going to be swept away because they have no talent?

However, the people of the family told him: not only will he be swept away, but he will also be directly removed: the family does not raise waste!

After the grieving and indignant Nie Chang heard about the martial arts competition here, he signed up to participate: he just wanted to make a name for himself.

After reading the story of these two guys, Bai Fan was a little embarrassed: No wonder the two of them are so resolute: they can't afford to lose at all!

The whole person was in a trance, walking and swaying, and there was no way to go to the hospital for a check: blood sugar 3A, fasting 19.1 can basically be diagnosed as diabetes...... I've been in this trance since I opened the book, and now I realize that this is the case...... Extremely depressed...... These two chapters are saved manuscripts, and I will try to update them as soon as I see the situation in the evening......

(End of chapter)