After Lin Ping's sword technique was cast, he stood solemnly and waited for his father's comments.

When the dart masters saw such swordsmanship, they should have applauded thunderously and complimented endlessly. However, Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was too much beyond their imagination, and everyone was shocked, and they stammered instead of stammering, and the compliment was greatly reduced.

Lin Zhennan also tried his best to suppress his shock, so that his face was expressionless.

Lin Pingzhi stayed there and waited for a long time without his father talking. Seeing his father's gloomy face again, he thought that his swordsmanship had gone wrong and made his father angry, so he was terrified, bowed his head and stood solemnly, waiting for Lin Zhennan's reprimand.

After a long time, Lin Zhennan was silent. The atmosphere on the field also became strange. The compliments of the dart masters also stopped, and everyone looked at Lin Zhennan, waiting for him to speak, and there was silence on the martial arts training ground for a while.

Finally, Lin Zhennan reacted from the shock. He looked at Lin Pingzhi, and he stopped talking, not knowing what to say. Eventually, a sentence or two came out of my mouth.

"That...... Hiryuki, that ...... Not bad, well, in general it's still good...... that's it...... Your swordsmanship is not bad, but the subtleties still need to be figured out, this needs to be understood by yourself every day, and you will be naturally familiar with it if you practice more. Oh, that's probably it. What do you think? ”

Lin Zhennan didn't know what to say, so he just said a few words casually in his head, and then turned his words to everyone.

The embarrassing atmosphere on the field was swept away, and all the dart masters immediately came to the spirit, and the compliments were endless, and the entire martial arts training ground was immersed in a lively atmosphere.

Lin Pingzhi didn't know what to do, and when he saw that his father didn't reprimand him, he was very glad in his heart. Scratching his head, he remembered the two-handed swordsmanship he had just begun to study, and went up to his father for advice.

Lin Zhennan's psychology was not calm, he was still agitated, and he didn't hear what Lin Pingzhi was saying, he just waved his hand to show that he knew, and let Lin Pingzhi practice on his own.

Lin Pingzhi saw that his father was noncommittal, and after thinking about it for a while, he already understood in his heart. It is estimated that my father thinks that the two-handed sword technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, and he is unwilling to discourage his enthusiasm. It seems that I should still study actively, and it is not too late to report the good news to my father when I have results.

So, Lin Pingzhi asked the little guy in the martial arts training field for two unedged practice iron swords, weighed them in his hands, and felt that the length and weight were quite moderate. So I found a corner with the dual swords in my hand, and started to practice the basic moves of the two swords.

Lin Zhennan had no intention of practicing martial arts again, and after a few casual greetings with the dart masters, he turned around and went back to the study.

Along the way, he was in a state of confusion, and he lost the house he had lived in for decades, and he would not go to the wrong place if he closed his eyes. Otherwise, with his mental state, eighty percent will fall into the ditch.

Seeing that the old man was restless, he didn't dare to speak much, so he had to follow and serve carefully.

Lin Zhennan's mind at this time came up with a picture of thirty years ago. It was the day he remembers the most.

It was the seventieth birthday of my grandfather Lin Yuantu. The old man washed his hands and passed the dart game to his father Lin Zhongxiong. Lin Zhennan's martial arts are passed down from his father. On that day, the heroes from all walks of life were feasted, and when it came to the warmth, the old man called Lin Zhennan on a whim and asked him to try out martial arts.

At that time, Lin Zhennan was only 16 years old, heroic, with his fists in his hands, and he was generous. He is vigorous and skillful, and he has displayed the family heirloom one hundred and eight ways to turn the sky into the sky, and in the end, he extinguished the candle with one palm and shot the hole with silver arrows, which won the applause of the house.

All the heroes were amazed when they saw it, and they all said: "Lin Lao Hero is so blessed, the Lin family has someone to follow, and this Fuwei Dart Game is in the hands of Zhennan, and it should be carried forward and prosperous." ”

Thinking about that day, it was Lin Zhennan's highlight moment. At that time, he was obsessed with martial arts and wanted to become a famous generation of heroes like his grandfather. If this development continues, Lin Zhennan, under the personal guidance of his grandfather, his martial arts attainments will inevitably be extraordinary, at least far beyond now.

It's a pity that this route later went awry. Lin Zhennan's father, Lin Zhongxiong, has been in charge of the dart game since Lin Yuantu's 70th birthday. His personality loves to make friends, and due to the expansion of the dart business, he has a lot of entertainment. At that time, Lin Yuantu was famous, and the business of the dart board was booming. Lin Zhongxiong couldn't help but be full of friends day and night, and the family was full of traffic, so he couldn't help but eat too much. As a result, this went wrong, Lin Zhongxiong suddenly suffered a stroke and died at the age of forty, and this Fuwei dart game could only be run by his son Lin Zhennan.

At that time, Lin Zhennan was only in his early twenties, and he couldn't help but be afraid of taking on such a big dart business, for fear that he would not do well and insult the family business that his grandfather and father had worked so hard to build. Since then, I have put my mind on the management of the dart game, and the practice of martial arts has inevitably been put aside. Since then, Lin Zhennan's martial arts have never progressed again, and he has stagnated since then.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of his grandfather Lin Yuantu, and he did not directly reprimand Lin Zhennan's martial arts for being wasted, but just called him to the room to talk.

The scene of that day is still vivid in Lin Zhennan's mind. When he walked into the quiet and cold old mansion of the Lin family, stepped through the middle door, and gently pushed open the wooden door of the meditation hall, he was uneasy in his heart. Lin Yuantu sat in the center of the meditation hall, with his back to Lin Zhennan, holding Buddhist beads and tapping the wooden fish, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Lin Zhennan didn't dare to disturb, standing there quietly, his grandfather was majestic, and he had always dared not come out in front of him.

The entire meditation hall was silent, only the sound of wooden fish echoing in the space with the sound of muttering chanting, and Lin Zhennan stood there, able to clearly hear his heart beating thumping.

I don't know how long it took, but the chanting stopped. A faint question came from Lin Yuantu's side: "Nan'er, tell me what you think." ”

Lin Zhennan came to his senses at this time, cheered up and reported to his grandfather about the affairs of the dart game, but was interrupted by Lin Yuantu without saying a few words.

"Don't tell me that, kid. Let's talk about what you think of martial arts and dart games. ”

Lin Zhennan remembered that he was excited when he was talking, after all, he was young and energetic, and he forgot to be afraid for a while, and talked eloquently at that time. He still remembers saying that at the time.

"Grandfather, we have three generations of darts, one is to rely on the prestige you broke through back then, and the other is not ambiguous by relying on our family heirloom play, which is why we have today's situation and become a famous dart game south of the river. When the word 'Fuwei Dart Bureau' is mentioned on the rivers and lakes, everyone has to give a thumbs up and say: 'Good fortune!' What a majesty! ’。

Sun Er thinks that the things on the rivers and lakes account for 20% of the fame, 20% of the kung fu, and the remaining 60% of the matter depends on the black and white friends to appreciate the face. Our Fuwei Dart Bureau's dart car travels through the four provinces, if you have to fight with others every time, how can you have so many lives to fight? Even if we win every battle, as the saying goes: 'Kill a thousand enemies, injure yourself 800', if the dart master has casualties, just to give the family pension, the dart silver collected is not enough, what is left of our belongings? So, if we eat darts and eat, we must first be familiar with people and have wide hands, and the word 'friendship' is more important than the kung fu of real knives and guns. ”

At that time, although Lin Zhennan had only been in charge of the dart game for more than half a year, he made the dart game prosperous, which was no less than when his father was there. I am also proud, and I am also high-spirited and eloquent in front of my grandfather.

Lin Yuantu listened and didn't speak for a long time. In the end, he just chuckled and said, "Hehe, that's what you think." In fact, being a rich man is also a blessing in the family. After speaking, he waved his hand and let Lin Zhennan leave.

Half a year after that conversation, Lin Yuantu told Lin Zhennan about his family, and the other party was the little daughter of the invincible Wang Yuanba of Luoyang Golden Knife, the two were of the same age and the same spirit, which was a marriage made in heaven.

Lin Zhennan's ability to run a dart bureau can be said to be a strong master over his ancestors. From Fujian to the south to Guangdong, and to the north to Zhejiang and Jiangsu, the foundation of these four provinces was broken out by Lin Yuantu. The other six provinces of Shandong, Hebei, Lianghu, Jiangxi and Guangxi were created by Lin Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan's secret is 'make more friends and make fewer enemies'. In his heart, Fuwei, Fuwei, the word 'Fu' is above, the word 'Wei' is below, and blessing is more important than prestige. Blessing comes from the eight words "make more friends and make fewer enemies", if it is changed to "Weifu", it will become "Weifu".

The ancients said: Vested Long, look back at Shu. Lin Zhennan is a vested Hubei and looks back at Shu. Fuwei Dart Bureau all the way from Fujian to the west, from Jiangxi, Hunan, to Hubei, then stopped, can not trace the river to the west, and then to Sichuan.

So in the past few years, he has been thinking about how to get through the situation in Sichuan. Sichuan is a land of abundance and is very rich. After going through the road of Sichuan, going north to Shaanxi and south to Yunnan and Guizhou, the business has to be done more than 30%. It's just that SC Province is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are really a lot of masters, and the dart car of the Fuwei Dart Bureau is going to Sichuan, so it has to deal with Qingcheng and Emei.

Since three years ago, every year in the spring and autumn festivals, Lin Zhennan always prepared generous gifts, and sent people to send people to the Songfeng Temple of the Qingcheng faction and the Jinding Temple of the Emei faction, but the heads of these two factions never accepted them. The Venerable Jin Guang of the Emei faction was willing to meet the sent darthead, thanked him a few words, invited him to eat a vegetarian meal, and then returned the gift intact. The rest of the Songfeng view of the Lord is not good, the gift of the dart head only up to the middle of the mountain, it is blocked, said that the Lord of the Yu Guan closed the door to sit and watch, do not see outsiders, the view of all kinds of things, do not accept gifts. Lin Zhennan has been worried about this matter in the past few years.

Now Lin Zhennan's mind flashed the memories of so many years, and when he looked at the journey he had gone through with Fuwei Dart Bureau, he couldn't help but be afraid.

Grandfather Lin Yuantu has been dead for many years, and the prestige on the rivers and lakes has completely dissipated. Under the praise of outsiders for so many years, he can't help but be pretentious and self-righteous as a first-class master. But ask yourself, since taking over the dart game, how much has the martial arts improved? Can you rely on your own ability to support the name of the first dart game south of the river?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhennan's idea of opening up Sichuan couldn't help but fade a little.