Chapter 27: The Origin of the White Tiger Dao
"Purple girl, why do you have a cold face? You're a businessman, and that's not the way a businessman is hospitable. In the lobby of Black Wind Village, Bai Po, the owner of White Tiger Village, who didn't care that his image had been painted with a black mark in the heart of the purple girl, said with a smile.
"Lord Baizhai, why are you here? I don't remember inviting you to White Tiger Village, right? The purple girl said with a cold face, for the difficulties before Bai Po, the purple girl has always remembered.
Although there are two possibilities for success and failure in business, isn't it one of women's privileges to be careful?
"Naturally, it's for business, Purple Girl, let's talk about the next business." Bai Po said slowly, not caring about the other party's mood at all.
"What's the talk? Isn't it some kind of exchange for people? The Purple Girl asked.
"No, I just wanted to see the character of the Purple Girl last time, you know, although the business is a good business, but it is also a fatal business, if the character of the collaborator is not up to par, can I rest assured that I will entrust more than 100 lives up and down the White Tiger Village?" Bai Di explained.
"So I misunderstood the owner of the white village?" The purple girl groaned.
Baihuzhai took the initiative to seek cooperation, of course the purple girl had no reason to refuse the other party, the so-called pinching was just to occupy a more advantageous position in the next distribution of interests, for this purpose, the purple girl knew how to accept it when she saw it.
If she really pushes the other party to rush and makes the good cooperation bankrupt, then she will want to cry without tears.
"It's not a misunderstanding, it's just a mutual temptation, the purple girl can take the Black Wind Village at such a fast speed after leaving the White Tiger Village, it's really amazing, although the strength of the Black Wind Village is not very good, but anyway, it is also a big village of hundreds of people, the Purple Girl's martial arts and courage are still above my imagination, no matter how you look at it, they are all excellent partners." The old and refined Bai Po can be said to praise the purple girl without hesitation.
"This is not my credit, and now there is another big leader in Black Wind Village." The purple girl said modest words, but there was a hint of pride in her expression imperceptibly.
The matter of winning the Black Wind Village, from wisdom, courage to martial arts, is an extreme challenge, and the purple girl is still very proud to be able to complete such a challenge.
"So, what about Yang Ming and Yang Zhai?" Bai Po asked.
"How could the owner of the White Village know his name?" The purple girl was about to answer, but suddenly realized that Yang Ming's name was still a secret in this Heng Mountain, how could the other party directly reveal Yang Ming's name.
Thinking of the way Bai Po seemed to be very interested in Yang Ming before, thinking about it at this time, Zi Nu only felt that the other party at that time was not necessarily to test her character.
"The purple girl will know if she invites the master of Yang Zhai out." Bai Po said unhurriedly.
"Zhang Qi, go and invite the big leader to come." The purple girl suppressed the doubts in her heart and instructed Zhang Qi, who had been waiting in the lobby.
"No."
In the courtyard surrounded by ruins, Yang Ming was cooking on the fire, and Xiao Xuenu was squatting beside the stove to roast the fire, taking over the work of adding firewood by the way.
"Were you scared to stay alone in a cave before?" Yang Ming asked the Snow Girl while skillfully cutting a piece of thawed mutton.
"I was scared at first, but then I wasn't scared." The Snow Girl raised her head, exposing a delicate little face with a few soot marks to Yang Ming's gaze.
"It's funny, why aren't you afraid of it later?" Yang Ming said curiously.
Before, in order to take down the Black Wind Village, Yang Ming and Zi Nu had to hide the Snow Girl in a cave first, such a cave, even if an adult woman was left there alone, she might be afraid, let alone a little girl like the Snow Girl.
But the Snow Maiden seems to be very brave.
"Then I fell asleep." The Snow Girl glared at the innocent big eyes, and her delicate nose twitched even more mischievously, sending out two long white gases.
"Asleep?" Yang Ming was stunned and said, he hadn't thought of this reason, but falling asleep was a means of escaping fear, of course, there must be a prerequisite for being able to sleep.
"Yes, there is a black hole there, and there is no sound, I was very scared at first, but after a while I was sleepy, and then I fell asleep, and it didn't take long for me to wake up, brother, you came back to pick me up." Snow Maiden said with a grin.
"Are you really asleep?" Yang Ming looked at the Snow Girl who was squatting at his feet.
When the Snow Maiden was brought out of the cave at that time, Yang Ming remembered that her eyes were red.
"Hmm." What responded to Yang Ming was only the action of the Snow Girl nodding.
A little girl like Snow Girl, staying in a dark and unfamiliar environment, how could she not be afraid, but in front of Yang Ming, she couldn't show that she was afraid.
Because she was worried that Yang Ming would hate her because of this, here, she was no longer the eldest lady of the aristocratic family, nor was she a good granddaughter with her grandmother's care, here, she was just a poor person whose family was ruined and was still facing the pursuit and killing of people from her loved ones.
Here, Yang Ming is her only support, although the Snow Girl is still a little girl, she is already extremely intelligent, she knows how important Yang Ming is to herself, therefore, no matter what, she can't let Yang Ming dislike herself.
"You." Facing the Snow Girl with a determined face, Yang Ming realized her true thoughts in a trance, but Yang Ming was helpless against such a Snow Girl.
Such an unlucky little girl, Yang Ming didn't know how to comfort her, such a thing, Zinu might be better at it.
A wordless silence followed until an invitation from the lobby.
"Yang Ming, Lord Yang Village." When Yang Ming came to the lobby, Bai Po took the lead in hugging his fists.
"Lord of the White Village." Yang Ming said unexpectedly.
"The master of Baizhai seems to know Yang Ming, isn't there anyone else who has a very good relationship between you?" The purple girl reminded on the side.
"There is some relationship between me and the Lord of Yang Zhai." Bai Po looked at Yang Ming, only feeling that the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
There are also teenagers of the same age as Yang Ming in the White Tiger Village, but there is no one who can cultivate the White Tiger Seven Kills Style to Xiaocheng at a young age like Yang Ming, even if Yang Ming's age is pushed up by ten years, there is no one in the entire White Tiger Village.
Even if it was Bai Po himself, he only had Yang Ming's level at this time when he was nearly thirty years old, when his strength reached its peak.
For the White Tiger Village, the White Tiger Seven Killing Style is not only the foundation of Ansheng's life, but also a kind of belief, which is passed on from Wu Anjun Baiqi, which is the real god in the minds of these people in Bai Po.
And on Yang Ming's body, Bai Po saw the shadow of Bai Qi's youth.
Great Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi is not only the most warlike general in the Qin State for hundreds of years, but also an existence that has cultivated his combat skills to the grandmaster level among generals, and his strength is stronger than that of a hundred masters.
In the surprised gaze of Yang Ming and Zi Nu, Bai Po jumped towards Yang Ming, between the rhythm of his muscles and bones, there was a hidden sound of tiger roaring, and the momentum was like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the fist wind attacked Yang Ming from top to bottom with the momentum of a thousand jun.
"I see." Looking at the moment when Bai Po jumped up, Yang Ming understood why the other party said that he had a relationship with him.
Because what Bai Po made was the White Tiger crossing the stream-style power method, seeing this, Yang Ming also threw a punch, the White Tiger Seven Kills Style against the White Tiger Seven Kill Style, with a muffled sound, Bai Po took a few steps back uncontrollably before he could stop the backward figure.
"Good boy, you don't know how to respect the old and love the young." Bai Po shook his aching arm and said with burning eyes.
Yang Ming's punch was too heavy, the force was too heavy, even with the strength of Bai Po, his arm was shaken and his arm was sore, but for his juniors, people like Bai Po would never dislike the other party for being too strong, they would only dislike the other party for not being strong enough.
"When fighting, the greatest respect for the opponent is to use all your strength." Yang Mingdao said that this truth was what his father told him when he was a child.
"It's been a long time since I've heard this, this is what Yang Xi can say, your White Tiger Seven Killing Style cultivation is good, and it is stronger than your father back then." Bai Po laughed.
The sound of laughter echoed in the lobby, causing the purple girl to look sideways for a while, and Yang Ming brought him more and more surprises.
Before, it was just because the other party was just a teenager with his own story, and then Yang Mingyou showed her martial arts that even she was ashamed of, and now she has more connections that make her curious.