Chapter 14: The True Meaning of Boning
Inside the testing room.
Ding Ze looked puzzled.
Wang Xu's return from death is definitely a huge opportunity.
Originally, he guessed that Wang Xu's current cultivation qualifications would definitely not be lower than one star.
Now it is only half a star.
Ding Ze sighed.
That's fine.
Half a star is half a star!
In the past, Wang Xu didn't even have half a star, and he couldn't embark on the road of cultivation in his lifetime.
Now that he has a half-star, as long as he works hard enough, he can at least step into the ranks of martial artists.
Ding Ze patted Wang Xu and said, "Don't be discouraged, ...... in the future"
It's just that before he finished speaking, he noticed the bright smile on Wang Xu's face.
This made him stubbornly hold back the words that followed.
"Dean Wei, with only half-star qualifications, he is not qualified to enter the Martial Arts Academy to study." Zhou He looked at Wei Hai coldly.
Teacher Qian next to him sneered: "Boy, don't be embarrassed here." ”
"What's so proud about half-star qualifications? Put away your smile. ”
"Martial Arts is not the place you should be."
Wang Xu's eyes were deep, and he returned to calm: "Today you are high, and in the future, you may not have to nod in front of me." ”
Teacher Qian shouted angrily: "Boy, your qualifications are not worthy of your arrogance. ”
"Half-star qualifications will soon be drowned in the sea of people, and you can't afford to make any waves in today's new era."
Wang Xu walked towards the testing room with his steps, he knew that it was unlikely that he would enter the martial arts academy to cultivate.
"What should I do if there are people in the world who slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and deceive me?"
"Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, and you will see him!"
Wang Xu's voice was faint.
A few years was enough time for him to grow up.
Wei Hai said in a solemn voice: "Slow." ”
Wang Xu turned around and looked at Dean Wei suspiciously.
"Wang Xu, you go back and prepare."
"Come to the martial arts academy on time tomorrow."
"From today onwards, you will be a student of the Martial Academy."
There is no doubt in Wei Hai's words.
Zhou He said-for-tat: "Dean Wei, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?" ”
"The minimum requirement to enter the martial academy for cultivation is also a one-star qualification, and he only has a half-star."
Wei Hai's eyes revealed a cold meaning: "Vice President Zhou, are you questioning me?" ”
"I remember the dean had one slot every year."
"As long as it is recommended by the dean, the outer court must accept it unconditionally."
"I'm going to use up this spot today."
Zhou He was speechless for a moment.
A few seconds later.
He snorted coldly and said, "Dean Wei, you are ruining the reputation of the Jianghai City Martial Academy. ”
"That's it."
"Dean Wei, you are so self-conscious."
After speaking.
Zhou Hetie walked towards the testing room with a blushing face.
When he passed by Wang Xu's side, he whispered: "Boy, it is impossible for weeds to grow into towering trees. ”
"Your half-star qualification will only be reduced to a joke in the Martial Academy."
Wang Xu said indifferently: "I don't care about my affairs." ”
The corners of Zhou He's angry eyes jumped.
After Cao Peng, Teacher Qian and others looked at Wei Hai, they chose to follow Zhou He out of the testing room in a hurry.
"Why?"
After Zhou He and the others left, Wang Xu looked at Wei Hai.
This was the first time he and Wei Hai met.
As the dean of the outer courtyard, why did Wei Hai help him so much?
Wei Hai said in a deep tone: "The water in the Jianghai City Martial Arts Courtyard is too turbid. ”
"I really appreciate your backbone and attitude."
"I need Liwei."
"You are an opportunity for me to show my attitude to Zhou He and them."
He came to the door of the testing room, looked at Zhou He and the others who were getting farther and farther away, and continued: "However, you don't have a psychological burden, and you will cultivate and study in the martial arts academy in the future." ”
"Although the achievements of half-star qualifications are very limited, they are at least much better than those without qualifications."
"The Martial Academy is official."
"Nowadays, there are more and more people who want to stretch out their claws to the martial arts."
"The future of the earth and the future of China will be destroyed in the hands of these wine bags and rice bags."
said.
Wei Hai left.
Now whether it is in the eyes of Zhou He or Wei Hai, Wang Xu is just a small person.
Or rather, an inconsequential pawn.
"It's a bad feeling."
Wang Xu realized what kind of role he played in the competition between Wei Hai and Zhou He.
Ding Ze is also a smart person, his emotions have calmed down now, and he said, "Wang Xu, at least from now on, you ostensibly belong to Dean Wei's faction. ”
"You join the Martial Academy with a half-star qualification, as long as you are careful and low-key, no one will pay too much attention to you."
Wang Xu took a deep breath and said, "Brother Ding, I'm going back." ”
Ding Ze said, "I'll send you back." ”
Wang Xu refused: "I want to walk around alone." ”
"Go about your business!"
Returning to the city after so many years, he wanted to see his former home.
Ding Ze didn't insist anymore: "Contact me at any time if there is anything." ”
Wang Xu nodded and walked in the direction of the outside of the martial arts courtyard.
The blood-red sunlight shone on his face, barely showing any warmth.
When Wang Xu walked out of the martial arts courtyard.
He saw an old man leaning against a telephone pole on the side of the road.
The old man held a broken wine gourd in his hand, and from time to time poured liquor into his mouth, completely oblivious to the pointing and pointing of the passers-by.
"Old man, how did you get into the city?"
"I want to look for you out of town tonight."
Wang Xu trotted over.
The old beggar squinted at Wang Xu: "Came back alive?" ”
Then, he said vaguely: "The dragon has the dragon road, the rat has the mouse road, you don't care what road I take!" ”
Wang Xu said angrily: "Old man, begging is strictly forbidden in the city, otherwise you will be expelled by the law enforcement team." ”
The old beggar blushed and roared, "Stinky boy, which eye did you see me begging?" ”
"What do you mean by a master?"
"Masters have to be like me, if I change my outfit, I won't have that taste."
"Do you understand?"
"You don't understand when you look at it, the master is always lonely."
Wang Xu was not interested in talking nonsense with this old man: "Old man, has Lao Zhao entered the city?" ”
The old beggar replied, "He has already entered the city, he has set up a noodle shop a kilometer away from the martial arts courtyard, and he has to wait for you to come back before cutting the ribbon and opening it." ”
"Let's go, let's go to Zhao Fatzi's noodle restaurant and sit down."
A kilometer is not too far.
The two walked along the sidewalk in the direction of Zhao Fatzi's noodle shop.
The old beggar walked staggeringly.
The two walked for twenty minutes before arriving at Zhao Fatzi's noodle restaurant.
It is a small commercial street.
Zhao Fatzi's noodle restaurant is open in the corner.
A reclining chair swayed in front of the noodle restaurant, and Zhao Fatzi lay on it, covering his face with a puff fan.
"Fat Zhao, there is a guest."
The old beggar took away the fan that covered Zhao Fatzi's face.
Zhao Fatzi, who was sleeping in a daze, saw Wang Xu in the blood-colored sun, his fat body jumped up flexibly, patted Wang Xu's shoulder with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" ”
"Let's go, I'll go and make you two bowls of noodles."
Zhao Fatzi welcomed Wang Xu and the old beggar in with a smile.
The noodle shop is not big.
There are only five tables inside.
Wang Xu and the old beggar sat down casually.
"You don't have to follow me to learn the boning knife technique in the future."
"Everyone has their own different path, and the path I have walked may not be the most suitable for you."
"I asked you to learn from me before, just to hone your heart and cultivate a relationship between you and that boning knife."
The old beggar poured another sip of liquor into his mouth before he continued: "The true meaning of deboning is only nine words. ”
"The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the mouth, and the mouth looks at the heart!"
"Calm down and feel your boning knife, it will tell you which way you should go from here!"
Old beggars rarely take themselves so seriously.
Wang Xu knew that the old man was not joking.
He took out the boning knife on his waist and held it in his hand, and the nine big characters of the true meaning of boning kept echoing in his whole mind.
Gradually.
Wang Xu's heart entered a state of emptiness.
Seeing this, Zhao Fatzi didn't rush to make the noodles.
The clock on the wall keeps making the sound of the second hand turning "tick, tick".
The whole noodle shop can be heard of pins falling.
The old beggar and Zhao Fatzi were able to do it without breathing.
The two of them didn't breathe for more than an hour, but there was no trace of discomfort on their faces.
When Wang Xu's eyes blinked.
The old beggar and Zhao Fatzi returned to normal, and they began to breathe air again.
Right now, the boning knife in Wang Xu's hand is wrapped with a trace of knife qi.
Every sword qi is like a strand of hair.
A smile of relief appeared on the corner of the old beggar's mouth, but he quickly retracted his smile.
At this moment, Wang Xu can be regarded as a real introduction to knife techniques.