Not long ago, just after the Jingshi Drunken Immortal Building, there were two people sitting on the stone steps outside the stove.

The young man put the freshly brewed teapot next to the fat man, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Brother, why did you say that female gentleman let me enter the academy?"

The fat man picked up the teapot as a stove and held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at the young man with a playful face.

After a while, the young man was the first to be defeated and said, "Hey, what is your relationship with that female gentleman?

"Although I don't understand the rules, I also know that if ordinary people want to enter the academy to study, it will be difficult to reach the sky. ”

The boy looked at the fat man with a curious expression.

The fat man kept rubbing the teapot with both hands, and his eyes looked at the sun that was about to set in the west, as if he was reminiscing.

In the middle of the night, the tea in the pot was ready, and the fat man raised his head and drank it in a big gulp, as if it was wine. "Many years ago in Bohai Prefecture, their grandfather and grandson met on a study tour, well, they met a group of robbers, I passed by here and rescued them, and made a meal for them that day, but I didn't expect this girl to know as soon as she ate two days ago." Presumably she wanted to repay the kindness of the day, but your brother and I are alone, without desire, and only think about how to cook the dishes every day, so I don't want to pay attention to it. I'm afraid that she will trouble you in the future, so I will let you go, and that girl should know what I think in my heart, so I will give you a chance to be blessed. ”

After hearing this, the young man was a little suspicious, how could he not defeat the robber with the female gentleman's ability to beat people in the void, there should be some secret things, but the old brother didn't say it. Thinking about it, my brother passed on this hard-to-find opportunity to me lightly, and I couldn't help but feel very grateful in my heart, and my eyes were slightly red.

Seeing this, the fat man couldn't help but feign anger and said: "Man, big husband, what does it look like to pee soup at every turn, hold it back for me." ”

The young man hurriedly calmed down so that the tears in his eyes would not overflow. I wanted to say thank you, but I didn't say it for a long time, just smiled stupidly at the fat man.

The fat man rubbed the young man's head, handed over the teapot and said, "Go, refill some water for the old brother." I have to change it to a bigger one tomorrow, and this gadget will be gone in two bites. ”

The young man took the six-petal round purple clay pot that the fat man snatched from the big shopkeeper, and couldn't help grinning. To let the big shopkeeper know that the fat man dislikes his baby teapot with little filling, he must not be angry on the spot.

The tea was brewed twice, and the best Ming Qian tea in the pot was wonderful, and the fat man was probably really thirsty, so he hurriedly snatched it from the young man's hand, and poured it into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or cold.

The young man next to him looked up at the fat man who was a head taller than himself, grinned a little, and thought: Really, isn't it hot?"

After the fat man drank happily, he asked again: "What is the identity of that female gentleman in the academy, and how can she have such great authority?"

The fat man licked his stomach and said, "She, she doesn't have this ability." ”

"But her grandfather is the vice president of the academy, and I don't know what official position he holds in the court now, but it's not a big deal to make an exception. ”

The young man smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said in his heart: "I don't know, I know, that old gentleman is the official of the Ministry of Worship, the chief scholar of the Xiuwen Pavilion, and the third generation of Fulong is the important minister of the dynasty Su Jingzong." ”

The young man moved his buttocks, leaned next to the fat man and said with a flattering smile: "Who else has my brother saved?"

The fat man said with a straight face: "I have saved, I have saved the human emperor, I have saved the Holy Master, I have saved the Buddha, I have saved the Taoist ancestor." ”

When the young man heard this, the two looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, the two stopped laughing, and the fat man suddenly said, "Xiaoer, have you ever blamed the old brother for not passing on his art to you?"

The young man thought about it and smiled: "Isn't this a rumor." He made a stir-fry motion.

The fat man touched the young man's head dotingly and explained: "The world suffers from widowhood and equality, the truth is the truth, the human heart is the human heart, the elder brother and I are the three holy places of the sword in the world, a sword in one sword and one sect, the Iron Sword Sect." ”

Seeing that the young man did not have too much surprise, he continued: "I guess you already have a rough guess in your heart, on the day of my sword dao completion, I went to Penglai Island in Sword Mountain to ask for a sword, cut one of its sword peaks and exchanged a sword with the island owner, and cut off his arm, but I was also destroyed in many places around my body by his sword qi. Now he is half a wasted person, but the thousand-year-old inheritance of the iron sword cannot be broken, I want to find the best heir for the sect, and I will continue to ask the three holy places of the sword in the future. ”

Plain and sparse words, there is no passion and heroism, some are just stubborn firmness.

"I was seriously injured and left the island that day, I didn't want such a villain to appear in the sword path, and a sword cultivator of the four Heavenly Thunder Realm of the Sword Realm chased and killed me. In the world, only the warriors of Yong'an City cannot fight, so the sword is exhausted and falls into the ruined temple. ”

When the young man heard this, he couldn't feel the hardship, but he could see the dozen or so scars on the fat man's arm that were injured by the sword qi like earthworms.

"Blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings depend on. They could never have imagined that although my cultivation was completely ruined, I would be able to replace his arm on the same day, and the blue is better than the blue, and he will take off his head every day. ”

The fat man picked up the teapot and drank two sips, stabilized his mind and said: "The Iron Sword Pulse is different from other sword cultivation sects in the world, they all devote all their energy to cultivating and refining their natal sword, while my Iron Sword Pulse is the body sword and the sword, so the qualifications for the natural muscles and bones are very high. ”

"Xiaoji, do you understand?"

The young man stood up and walked in front of the fat man and said: "I understand, my brother is afraid that my heart will ripple, but Ah Da and I have been dependent on each other for many years, and we are the closest relatives in this world, even if he flies in the sky and I cook on the stove in the future, I will still say to him, 'Come down, go home and eat'." ”

The saints of the Buddha and Taoism can perceive a heaven and earth, and although the warrior does not have this magical power, he can know whether he is lying or not by feeling the heartbeat and breath of the other party from a distance.

The fat man was very relieved and stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, the old brother is happy today, you go and call Ah Da and San'er now, go to the residence of the old brother in the back street, and you will get drunk today." ”

The young man looked up at the sky, and wondered: "It's still early, I haven't finished work, and the big shopkeeper has to curse." ”

The fat man was arrogant, and waved his big hand and said: "That old hemp pole is from the old brother I told him, you go quickly." ”

The boy turned around and trotted towards the back door with joy, and the fat man withdrew his gaze when he saw this. The aura around his body changed suddenly, and his eyes suddenly looked at the surrounding roof.

After a while, the big shopkeeper stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and wondered: "What's the matter? So serious, can the people of Sword Mountain still dare to come to Yong'an City?"

The fat man shook his head and chuckled, turned his head and pouted: "Well, they will never dare to come, but they are afraid of borrowing the hands of others." ”