The dirt road leading from the town to the mountains is noisy and noisy, a construction team is working, and the farmers in the fields next to it are unbearably plucking their ears, and now they are busy harvesting, and they will have to transport things to the town, and the road will certainly not be repaired by then, so you can imagine what the already narrow road will become. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The road was not to be paved completely, the construction team was just to repave a section of the road leading from the town to the old house.

Kuoyunxing has come here.

"Nagasaki, over there, do you see it? Just walk straight down this road. ”

The old farmer sitting on the ridge pointed to the foot of the mountain, and among the dense forests mottled with green and yellow, the outline of an ancient courtyard was faintly revealed, and the eaves were pitch black, like a black saucer with a wide mouth and shallow bottom in the gentle autumn wind, carrying those fluttering leaves.

The old farmer, who has never left this rural place in his life, picked up the dry tobacco bag, looked at the back of Kuo Yunxing slowly leaving, and wondered a little, he didn't like the family who lived in that courtyard, he felt withdrawn and perverse, and often came to the village to encourage young people to practice his family's kendo without doing his job, but he didn't have much ability to charge tuition, regardless of the fact that the township had helped him, although it was said that he had been beautiful before, but now who knows if it is an apocryphal.

"Is there really anyone who comes to learn swordsmanship?"

The old farmer pouted his cigarette stick, and his eyes fell on the busy construction team, not knowing where Nagasaki Xiu got the money, and single-handedly paid for the renovation of the old road in the village.

Approaching the ancient house, it is already in the forest, the old trees around are tall and straight into the clouds, the wind blows the yellow leaves, only the path is open and straight to the mountain, Kuo Yunxing saw a famous young man sitting on the ground under the white courtyard wall, his legs are wide open, his eyes are sleepless, and he has a wooden stick on his shoulder, which seems to be specially begging to this sparsely populated place.

His tattered straw hat fell to the side, and his hair was sloppy like a chicken's nest.

The two looked at each other, as if they were watching a movie that did not belong to their lives.

The young man propped up his lazy waist, turned his head to look at Kuo Yunxing and walked to the courtyard gate, the courtyard door was not open, and it was quiet inside, so he should have a good sleep during the lunch break. The plaque by the gate was carefully looked at by Kuo Yunxing, and the font was vigorous, but there were traces of repainting.

"You're here to learn swordsmanship, too?"

The young man next to him asked curiously, with the tone of a fellow practitioner.

His dirty clothes were so shabby that he could see the flesh and skin, his thin yellow cheeks had a weak calm and tranquility, only those eyes were still clear, and Kuo Yunxing took out a few banknotes and put them in front of him.

"I'm not a beggar!" the boy frowned, "pick up your money and go back." ”

Kuo Yunxing pointed to the thing in his hand and said, "I'll buy you this wooden knife." ”

"Don't sell it! You know the goods, I have been looking for this wood in the mountains for a long time, and it is as hard as iron!"

The young man hugged the wooden stick tightly, his face was full of pity, but he was hungry, and then hesitated: "What do you use me for?"

Kuo Yunxing said: "If you take the money to pay for tuition, you will have a new knife to use." ”

Before the young man's brain could react, the wooden stick in his arms had been taken away, and he hurriedly got up with his hands and feet to chase after him, but Kuo Yunxing walked to the door and kicked the heavy door panel open with one leg!

Fragments of the deadbolt splashed into the courtyard, and the following wave of air lifted the fallen leaves on the ground, and the two apprentices who were cleaning in the courtyard were dumbfounded by this scene, seeing Kuo Yunxing step in, one turned back and ran into the main house, and the other raised a broom to stop it.

"Who are you?"

The useless question was beaten with a broomstick, the wooden stick was round in the air, Kuo Yunxing seemed to be strolling leisurely, but it was not slow, and the apprentice instinctively took a few steps backwards quickly, but still did not change the fate of being beaten in the back of the neck, and fainted.

Before Kuo Yunxing approached the main house, the people inside rushed out with their equipment.

Seeing that Kuo Yunxing was alone, there was a stunned young man outside the door, and there was no other help, so the apprentices immediately decided to surround him and not let him get any closer.

But Kuoyunxing's steps are still there!

The apprentice who stopped in front of the door was the first to be attacked, the wooden stick was not long or short, Kuo Yunxing lifted it in front of him, stabbing without any fancy movements, the speed of the stabbing was so fast that the other party could not defend at all, and he was stunned when he bent in pain. One is not arrogant, Kuo Yunxing waved the wooden stick again after knocking people unconscious, just hitting the wrist of the other person raising the knife, stretching out his leg and kicking, and the victim flew upside down.

The young man at the door naturally didn't dare to follow up, so he had to stand there stupidly, watching Kuo Yunxing instantly beat a group of people, and he didn't know what to think, but he was squeezed out of his shocked brain and rolled excitedly, and the wooden stick in Kuo Yunxing's hand gave him a strong sense of pride.

Finally, the owner of this mansion appeared in the inner door!

Nagasaki Xiu has a simple middle-aged face, contrary to Kuo Yunxing's expectations, the impression that the old woman who is his ancestor seems to have a rude and mean face, if it weren't for the fact that there was an apprentice who was not knocked out and shouted his name, Kuo Yunxing would have raised a stick to greet him.

"You're Nagasaki Shu?"

Kuo Yunxing threw down the wooden stick and completely knocked all the apprentices unconscious, and while asking, he approached the other party and asked several questions one after another: "You claim to have inherited the swordsmanship of the Nagasaki family, and how much have you learned?"

Nagasaki Shu glanced at the apprentices on the ground, raised the knife in his hand and said, "Who are you? If you want to compete with me, why don't you hand over the name card first?"

"Hand over the post?"

A mockery appeared on the corner of Kuo Yunxing's mouth, and he suddenly burst into a surprise attack, and the wooden stick brought out a layer of afterimage and slashed at the other party.

And Nagasaki Shu's knife was not yet unsheathed, and in the face of the fierce attack, he immediately drew his sword, and suddenly his honest face became resolute and brave, but he chose to block with the scabbard when he was in close combat.

"Nagasaki can't even draw a sword!?"

Kuo Yunxing turned around and drove the second move in the angry question, and the wooden stick was made as a stegosaurus snake to poke out, but Nagasaki Shu still did not fight back, retreated again and again to dodge, and was forced back to the hall of the house in the blink of an eye, he simply turned around and jumped towards the beam, maintaining the posture of drawing the knife and tossing and turning.

"You can't even pull out a sword, and you dare to claim to be the heir of the Nagasaki kendo family?" Kuo Yunxing pointed at him with a wooden stick and said, "If you refuse to make a move, I will demolish this place!"

Nagasaki Xiu leaned over and squatted after landing under the opposite wall, as if facing a great enemy: "The unity of residence is irretrievable, if you don't say your name and surname, you won't be able to see my Nagasaki family's swordsmanship." ”

"Heh, it turns out that now I have learned to be polite and follow the rules, and your Nagasaki family once taught me how to sneak attack others!"

Kuo Yunxing's mocking words embarrassed him inexplicably, and he admitted that he had never seen or heard of such a person.

A series of unknown so-called humiliations caused any good temper to collapse, and Nagasaki Shu said in a deep voice: "Which school and sect do you study from?"

"Then let you see the Zhan Cun swordsmanship. ”

Kuo Yunxing burst out again, his body was like a cannon ejecting his chamber, and the wooden floor on which he was originally standing was actually trampled to pieces! Nagasaki Xiu didn't know where Zhan Cun was, let alone that there would be such a violent sword move in the world.

As if he saw the evil dragon open his teeth and claws, Nagasaki Shu's eyes widened, and the distance between the two of them disappeared in an instant, and he inadvertently held the thumb of the sheath to push the blade, at this time his upper body was suddenly tense like freezing, and the knife was drawn from slow to fast, until the peak of his face was hideous, and the blade and scabbard snapped loudly.

The knife is like a moon wheel!

Nagasaki swept away in front of the body, and even he couldn't see the knife marks clearly, and since he practiced, there was no more continuous cutting. Slowly retracting his knife, he silently stared ahead.

But the person in front of him is still moving.

Did you miss it?

Kuo Yunxing, who stopped his body, leaned over and squatted half, and also put the wooden stick at his waist, holding his hands in his hands, as if he had been taught after a move.

No! Nagasaki was surprised to find that his posture was exactly the same as his own family swordsmanship!

"You just pulled out and slashed, and you didn't grasp the essence at all. ”