"Jing'er."

Li Ping was sitting at the table sewing and mending.

I heard the sound of the curtain being lifted and looked up.

But he unexpectedly saw a strange young man behind Guo Jing, and was a little surprised: "Who is this?" ”

"Mother, this is a friend I met on the road."

"The surname is Lin, the name is the word, and the word ......"

Guo Jing got stuck as he spoke.

Only then did I realize that the word "Chaoci" may not be a name but a word.

Lin Chaoci didn't think too much about it.

He knows the difference between a "name" and a "word".

It's just that he once lived in modern times, and he doesn't pay attention to this aspect, not to mention that his current age is not enough to give words: "There are no words for the time being, people who practice martial arts, their physical development is relatively fast, don't look at me I am very mature, in fact, I am only thirteen years old." ”

As soon as Li Ping heard this name, he judged what clan Lin Chaoci was from.

To be able to come up with such a name in ancient Chinese style, it must be a fellow countryman.

Practicing martial arts also does help with development.

Hurriedly put down the needle and thread in his hand, with a cordial attitude, greeted him with a smile, and said sincerely: "Child, have you encountered any difficulties?" ”

Li Ping's preconceived ideas can't be wrong.

This is a prairie with a bad climate.

Unless you're in trouble.

For example, being hunted down by the enemy.

Like, disoriented.

Otherwise, normal people would not have nothing to do and run around this place.

said that, he didn't give Lin Chaoci a chance to refuse.

It's a fellow who sees a fellow countryman, and his eyes are full of tears.

I also feel sorry for Lin Chaoci, who is too young.

took Lin Chaoci's hand, walked to the table, pressed Lin Chaoci on the seat, poured a cup of hot water, and patiently comforted: "Don't worry, child, my aunt is also from the Song Dynasty, because of some ups and downs, I have fallen here, it is very safe here, if there is any difficulty, say it slowly, if you can help, your aunt will definitely find a way to help you as much as possible." ”

As he spoke, the conversation changed: "Jing'er, why don't you invite your masters?" ”

The probability of meeting a fellow in this place is too low.

Suddenly meeting one, it's like meeting a loved one.

Guo Jing scratched his head again and again.

Ben wanted to explain something.

But I found that there was nothing to explain.

I had to nod and run out of the tent, and after a while, I brought back a few middle-aged people with different looks and temperaments, but they were all weathered.

At the head was a blind man with gray sideburns.

The eyes are sunken inward.

Unlike Mei Chaofeng.

Mei Chaofeng is just blind, his eyes are still there, his eyelids are bulging, if he doesn't know the inside story, he looks like a sleeping beauty, and the blind man in front of him is eyes are gone, and the entire eye socket has collapsed.

At night, it might scare people to death.

Holding an iron rod, the weight is frightening.

It is the boss of the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan, Ke Zhen Evil.

Then, there was a scholar with a short beard, holding an origami fan in his hand, looking polite and polite, and a little bit of a down-and-out talent.

He is the second eldest of the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan, Zhu Cong.

Behind Zhu Cong was a short and fat dwarf of about one meter, with a whip wrapped around his waist, the third of the seven monsters in Jiangnan, Han Baoju.

Behind Han Baoju, there is Nan Xiren, who is dressed as a woodcutter and carries a woodcutter behind his back, and Han Xiaoying, who is dressed as a market ranger with all-blonde hair, and a long sword at his waist.

Ke Zhen is evil, but he doesn't have Mei Chaofeng's ability.

Mei Chaofeng can hear and distinguish the position.

Ke Zhenwei can only distinguish one direction.

Lin Chaoci didn't speak, he didn't know that there was a big living person like Lin Chaoci in this tent, a second-rate master who was blind, and he didn't even know if the able-bodied third-rate master could be defeated, let alone detect any traces of the existence of an innate master.

However, the eyes of the other five monsters were not blind.

When I saw Lin Chaoci, who had the spirit of a young man and martial arts, although he had a little less stable taste than Guo Jing, but also a little more handsome taste of the south, his eyes lit up.

"It's in good condition."

Zhu Cong nodded and said a word to Ke Zhenwei.

After listening, Ke Zhenxi's heart also had a little bottom.

Morality or something, you can't see it.

However, the appearance or something, you can see it.

Zhu Cong said this, mainly because the description of "good looks" is a bit insulting, this kind of metaphor is generally used to comment on the play, so he can only use the words "good appearance" to imply his appearance, openly and secretly, but also praise the other party's good character.

"Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, Ke Zhen Evil."

Ke Zhen made a fist salute with his left palm and right fist.

This is also a common etiquette on the rivers and lakes.

The rest of the people also clasped their fists and reported their names in turn.

Lin Chaoci didn't make a big deal.

Even if he was born and didn't return the salute, no one would dare to say anything.

The same is the left palm and right fist: "Lin Chaoci." ”

It wasn't until this time that Guo Jing, a stupid boy, noticed that something was wrong, and suddenly remembered that when he just entered the door, Lin Chaoci had said that he practiced martial arts, smiled awkwardly, and sighed with a wry smile while entertaining all the masters and Lin Chaoci to sit down: "Brother Lin, I didn't expect you to be four or five years younger than me, I always thought you were older than me......"

I was puzzled by my younger brother.

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt.

It's not that it's a shame, it's just a little embarrassing.

Guo Jing's opening shocked Ke Zhenci who wanted to speak, Ke Zhenwei couldn't see it, so he could only wait for Zhu Cong and a few people to speak, Zhu Cong and a few people also knew Guo Jing's age, as soon as they heard that Lin Chaoci was four or five years younger than Guo Jing, they couldn't help but look at Lin Chaoci, who seemed to be about the same age as Guo Jing, in surprise, looked at each other for a few seconds, and chose to let Zhu Cong, who was the most talkative, open his mouth, and ask this seemingly strange question for others: "I don't know, Lin ...... Childe, well, this year's Gui Geng? ”

"Thirteen."

"It's fourteen years old."

Lin Chaoci smiled and nodded.

Truthfully stated the age of this body.

Li Ping doesn't know martial arts, so he naturally thinks that practicing martial arts helps physical development, but Zhu Cong and a few people understand martial arts, on the way here, I heard from Guo Jing that Lin Chaoci persuaded Guo Jing's words, many of them, although there is a big rebellion, but there is also a bit of truth, especially the evaluation of Yue Wumu, it inspired them, I thought he was a young and old genius, but I didn't expect it to be a confusing thirteen-year-old boy!

Age does not match looks.

This made them have to suspect that this Lin Chaoci might be someone with ulterior motives.

Zhu Cong's fingers under the table tapped his thigh.

It seems to be thinking about what to do next.

However, it was only less than two seconds, and he came up with a countermeasure, gave the seventh sister Han Xiaoying a look, and pushed the embarrassing atmosphere over.

Han Xiaoying knew what her second brother Zhu Cong meant.

After pondering for a moment, he said softly: "Jing'er, this kid hasn't learned the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Yet, and the level of our masters is not high, I don't know if Lin Gongzi, you can show your hands to teach Jing'er, this child, we are very grateful to be masters." ”

After that, I was afraid that Lin Chaoci would misunderstand.

He hurriedly added: "If it's inconvenient, forget it, martial arts, a lot of things like martial arts are family heirlooms, and there are some rules that pass on men but not women, a few of us are also old rivers and lakes, we still understand these rules, Lin Gongzi don't be too embarrassed." ”

Lin Chaoci saw the little worry in the hearts of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters at a glance, and was not ashamed of Han Xiaoying's proposal, but laughed frankly: "It must be okay for me to show my hands, but Guo Jing will definitely not be able to learn the two hands I show." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

And fingers like swords.

Before Zhu Cong and the others were displeased.

A white air sword about thirty centimeters long erupted from the fingers of the sword and took shape in the air, as if it were a real sword that lasted for a long time.

made Zhu Cong's faces change greatly.

It made Han Xiaoying cry out uncontrollably: "Are you congenital? ”

After that, I felt like I was speechless.

He smiled bitterly and didn't speak again.

In one go, the turnover is undamaged, which is first-class.

The internal force is released and endless, which is innate.

This is indeed not something that Guo Jing can learn.

Because it's practiced.

It has nothing to do with martial arts.

It's a gap in the realm.

A thirteen-year-old innate master can indeed mature.

A few of them are the ones who have no eyes.

One by one, just second-rate, dare to suspect that a thirteen-year-old congenital master is really ashamed to open the door to a shameful person - a shame to be home!

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