Yan San walked back to Xiaoxi Street and stopped at the entrance of the street, where he was lying with a dead swallow more than ten years ago, crying in the snow.

For a moment, Yan San had a sour nose, but soon Yan San took another step, his eyes narrowed, and he walked into Xiaoxi Street with the signature "charming smile" on his face.

Of course, "charming smile" is Yan San's own description, Qu Xiucai calls it "smirk", because what he doesn't understand when he is reading is this expression; Aunt Li calls it "cheap smile", he wants to provoke himself to anger as soon as he appears, and he can be cheap; Aunt Wang calls it "yin smile", after a year, most of Wang Auntie's chickens will be stolen by him, and every time he sees him, he thinks he is plotting his own chickens; , because Yan San once went with Aunt Li's son Hutou to peek at Yuehong taking a bath, but was chased and killed for half a month, if it weren't for the fact that Yan San was only an eight-year-old and a half-year-old at the time, it is estimated that he would have to be hunted and killed for life.

From Xiaoxi Street back to his old nest, less than half a mile away Yan Sanzu walked for half an hour, during this journey, Yan San had two more bags on his head, but his stomach was also filled with two baked cakes, poured more than half a catty of rice wine, and a big oily chicken thigh. Of course, the money he was carrying on him would also fall "quietly", and those who were worse by him would drop even more.

At first, the neighborhood was still very surprised by the fact that he dropped money from Yan San'er, and he returned it a few times, but Yan San flatly denied it, and after a few times, the neighborhood had no choice but to accept this extremely strange gift to maintain the weird and paranoid self-esteem of this half-grown child. As for where the money came from, Yan San never said it, and the neighbors didn't ask. The neighbors have the intention to be kind to Yan San, but Yan San's behavior always makes people feel bad, and the cheap ones make people can't bear the itching of their hands, so Yan San is a little free and very intimate in Xiaoxi Street with this different attitude;

At the end of the street is a half-abandoned restaurant, half crooked, as if it is about to collapse at any time, the plaque on the high has a few vague big characters of "Riding the Wind and Happy Building", the sun and rain and no one takes care of it, the handwriting has been blurred, only the wind and bones between the lines are still chic. The owner of this building has abandoned the building, and I heard that he provoked the enemies of the rivers and lakes, and was chased and killed, and there was no one alive. I also heard that the owner of the restaurant has a son, in the spiritual cultivation sect, and when he comes back, he will definitely take revenge, hearsay, no one knows whether it is true or false, but no one dares to occupy this building, after all, no one dares to offend the spiritual cultivation sect, even the general government has to look up. Over time, it became a safe haven for wild cats and dogs.

Qu Xiucai came here more than ten years ago, it is said that he was down, and he moved into this "Riding the Wind and Happiness Building" by himself, and after living for so many years, nothing happened, which shows that Jianghuye said that nine times out of ten it is bluffing.

Two years ago, Yan San also insisted on breaking away from the Zhang family and the Li family, moved here, and became neighbors with Qu Xiucai, who had always been lonely. Yan San's little heart has a kind of inferiority complex from crying to Xiaoxi Street, this inferiority complex becomes more and more obvious as he gets older, he never mentions the past to others, and when others talk about him, he walks away silently. Although he has been laughing heartlessly, making Xiaoxi Street restless all day long, as if he is so happy that he doesn't know how long the years are, the loneliness from the bottom of his heart has gradually invaded the bone marrow.

Once Qu Xiucai accidentally saw Yan San curled up quietly on the roof of the restaurant, his eyes staring quietly at the south, no sadness or joy, but there was something in his eyes that made his nose sour. Qu Xiucai sighed and said, "The more people laugh, the deeper the sadness. For a while, the wind whimpered under the moon, and the two were silent, full of sadness.

It was also from that day that Qu Xiucai personally taught Yan San, from articles to martial arts, from life to rivers and lakes, and so on.

When he saw Qu Xiucai jump directly onto the three-zhang high beam with a vertical leap and imprint a complete palm print on the pear wood table with one palm, Yan San knew that Qu Xiucai, who was crepe, lean and thin, and full of mouth, was actually a martial arts master! Yan San immediately stared at Qu Xiucai with a wet and adoring gaze, that kind of naked envy made Qu Xiucai very useful, and that kind of puppy-like innocent pleading eyes made Qu Xiucai feel unbearable.

"I'm not your master, you're not my apprentice, I'm Xiucai, and you're a little splash, we're just neighbors living in the same building, occasionally gossiping. Qu Xiucai said to Yan San, and repeatedly emphasized that he must not reveal his martial arts skills, otherwise he will never teach Yan San again.

Yan San didn't know why, but thinking that he could also go high and high in the future, he was excited in his heart, and he nodded in agreement.

Two years since then.

Yan is bright and intelligent for three days, and his body is also abnormal, and in the past two years, although he is far from Qu Xiucai's situation of flying upstairs and breaking wood with one palm, he is also physically strong, his body is light and agile, and he leaps like the wind.

Yan San walked into the "Riding the Wind Happy Building", just in time for Qu Xiucai to get out of class, the backyard of the abandoned restaurant is quite large, and it has become a place for children in a few nearby streets, Qu Xiucai came to run a private school, and changed the backyard into a school, no doors and no windows, a big banyan tree staggered and towered, there were five people and hugging each other, the branches and leaves covered the entire yard, the rain did not leak, the weather was sunny and not sunny, it was a natural school.

The little children walked out of the courtyard gate one by one, and when they saw Yan San, the older children arched their hands at Yan San, saying: "Third brother! The little children are so polite, all thanks to Qu Xiucai's etiquette teaching, as well as Yan San's usual high "prestige" in the neighborhood, and the children all regard Yan San as a role model. It's just that occasionally a few little kids have dirt and dust on their faces, and they look a little nondescript.

Entering the backyard, Qu Xiucai was tidying up the tables and chairs, and there was a ring ruler quietly placed on the long podium, dark and heavy, four feet long, square, thick and long, but only half a palm wide, rather than calling it a ruler, it is more appropriate to call it a long flat stick, and I don't know which leather monkey's hand board has learned its power today.

Yan San has learned a lot of this thing, and when he used to study, he was only occasionally naughty twice, and he didn't have to read with the little fart child in the past two years, but he followed Qu Xiucai to practice martial arts, and then he really understood the samadhi of this black ruler.

"Practicing martial arts is like being a man, you can't be half-hearted, you can't fish for three days and dry your nets for two days. If you're late for homework in the early hours of this morning, you won't have to practice if you're late!"

"Hand-eye-body method steps, you must concentrate on the joint force to exert the maximum effect, where are you looking?"

"Yan San, you can do it today, steal the chickens of Aunt Wang's house, don't bully the weak, don't give in to the mighty, did I say it?"

......

Such a board, Yan San didn't know how much he had suffered, at first he was still a hand board, and then Yan San was good at skills and knew how to dodge and escape, and the board began to split his head and cover his face, Rao was his grandson's monkey-like slippery, and he was also beaten to a sneer;

Finally, one day Yan San couldn't hold back, and yelled at Qu Xiucai: "You are not my master, and you are not my father, what qualifications do you have to beat me?!"

Qu Xiucai was stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time. Yan San's heart sank suddenly, looking at Qu Xiucai's face, he felt regret for the first time. Half-Loud Qu Xiucai sneered and said, "Guess?!"

Black sticks are everywhere.

This beating made Yan San lie on the bed for two days before he got off the ground, and his buttocks almost didn't bloom. However, somehow, Yan San didn't have a little resentment in his heart, but was a little happy. Some people scold, some people beat to prove that someone cares about your poor work, no one cares, no one teaches the child, that is the swallow that freezes to death in the snow, no matter how gorgeous the feathers are, no one cares about life and death;

Yan San stepped into the courtyard, first helped Qu Xiucai tidy up the tables and chairs, and then smiled and squeezed his eyes, and said, "Mr. Qu, I slaughtered two fat sheep today!" As he spoke, he took out gold and silver from his arms and showed it to Xiucai, and then pulled out a small dagger from the sheath around his waist, and Chong Xiucai showed it: "Beautiful, right? Tell you, this knife is simply amazing, cutting wood is like tofu......

Xiucai never stopped Yan San from making extra money outside, in his words, it was also a kind of experience, just warned him that when he was caught, he would not complain about others if he was killed or disabled; Xiucai also knew that Yan San was as good as a child on the outside, but in fact, his heart was as pure as a sheep, and he couldn't do anything that was angry and resentful of the traitor.

Yan San was still boasting, but Qu Xiucai's eyes suddenly froze, staring at the little dagger, and his face gradually turned pale. Yan San still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he sent the little dagger to Qu Xiucai's eyes, and said proudly: "Envy, jealousy, right? Wahahahaha." 』

It wasn't until Qu Xiucai's hand trembled and grabbed the black ruler that Yan San was frightened, and he yelled at Qu Xiucai: "Wow, I'm angry!" Qu Xiucai swung out the black ruler, which was extremely fast, and with a loud bang, Yan Shan whimpered, holding his ass and rushing out.

Seeing Qu Xiucai's figure flickering, like a wind blowing, the person somehow arrived in front of Yan San, one hand pinched Yan San's hand with a dagger, and raised the black ruler with one hand, his face was indescribably ugly, and he lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Where did this dagger come from? 1510, tell me if you don't miss anything, if you miss a little, be careful that your ass blooms!"

Yan San was a little sluggish, Qu Xiucai's performance today made him feel a burst of fear from the bottom of his heart, like the dark clouds overhead in rainy weather, not knowing when there would be lightning and thunder;

When it came to the two empty strange purses, Qu Xiucai squeezed Yan San's hand and tightened it, Yan San grinned in pain, Qu Xiucai still didn't realize it, but eagerly asked how the purse looked, how strange, and how to mark it, Yan San couldn't bear the pain and explained it one by one.

Qu Xiucai let go of his hand, sat on the low table next to him, and muttered in his mouth: "Mustard seed bag, mustard seed bag, it's okay, it's okay, it's not a sect ......" A cold sweat soaked through his middle coat and wet his outer robe.

When he came back to his senses, Yan San was still holding his hand that had been pinched and bruised and screaming in pain, Qu Xiucai was angry, grabbed Yan San's shirt, lifted Yan San's feet off the ground, and said coldly: "Little bastard, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

Yan San's heart began to beat again, Qu Xiucai was so abnormal today, isn't he crazy? Is he going to kill me? As soon as this thought appeared, his heart beat a little faster, and he quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know, what's wrong?"

Qu Xiucai pushed Yan San to the ground, then sighed, helped Yan San up, helped him straighten his clothes, and stared at Yan San for a long time, then said, "Little bastard, you stole two Yuan Xiu today! Yuan Xiu is ten times more powerful than me!"