Don't look at Zhang Xiaobai as a white and pure scholar, but he really has wind under his feet when he walks. The speed almost made Liu Wenchuan difficult to chase. The two go hand in hand, and Zhang Xiaobai always picks those inaccessible side alleys along the way.

"Xiaobai, why are you walking so fast?"

Zhang Xiaobai thought that Liu Wenchuan was praising him, smiled shyly, and replied: "There are only two people in the shop, me and my father, so I will do the things that send clothes." The speed has to be fast, otherwise Dad won't be able to keep busy in the store alone. ”

"Well, good boy." Liu Wenchuan praised it sincerely this time, but he was thinking in his heart, this shouldn't be the reason why you went faster. But he didn't know that Zhang Xiaobai was also thinking in his heart, young master, I only used fifty percent of the speed, do you think it's fast?

Well, this huge river and lake is really a mountain higher than a mountain.

From Nancheng District to Beicheng District, everything that should be delivered has finally been delivered. Zhang Xiaobai's speed finally slowed down, and Liu Wenchuan could finally breathe a sigh of relief, his forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

Zhang Xiaobai looked at Liu Wenchuan and smiled shyly, like a big girl who has not yet come out of the cabinet. Liu Wenchuan watched it with a tingling scalp, this white-faced kid wouldn't like himself.

While he was thinking nonsense, a breeze blew around him and slammed into his arm. Liu Wenchuan's body was crooked, but just when the black figure with a strong wind under his feet wanted to stagger, Liu Wenchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist.

This black figure suddenly stopped, and it turned out that in her hand, she coincidentally grabbed the money bag on Liu Wenchuan's waist.

"Let go!" Liu Wenchuan bluntly popped out two words in his mouth, and the other party was dressed in tattered clothes, and at first glance he was a beggar on the street.

He didn't look down on the other party because he was a beggar, but although the other party was a beggar, no matter how hungry and cold he was, he shouldn't do such a thing as stealing.

This is the principle that Liu Wenchuan has always warned himself in his heart when he was hungry when he was a child. What you owe to others can be repaid for a lifetime, but you must not go without following the right path. Why can't you rely on hard work to earn food and steal, you will only lower your identity, be looked down upon, and even never be able to raise your head to be a man.

Of course, Liu Wenchuan will not feel that his own principles can limit anyone. After all, snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and everyone has a different way of survival.

But the thin little beggar in front of him did not immediately let go of his hand, but slowly turned around, a handful of snot and tears on his dirty little face, and looked at Liu Wenchuan with teary eyes.

"This son, please spare me, I'm so hungry, my body is thin and small, and those big beggars are bullying me, woo woo..."

As he spoke, he actually cried. What surprised Liu Wenchuan even more was that this little beggar in tattered clothes was actually a girl, fourteen or fifteen years old, looking petite and thin, pitiful.

Liu Wenchuan's heart softened, he grabbed the little girl's hand and slowly let go, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the little girl's face.

"Alright, alright. Don't cry. He took the money bag from the little girl's hand, and looked at the girl's aggrieved and frightened appearance, he took out a few broken silver from the money bag, "Oh, go buy something to eat, don't let those big beggars rob it." ”

The little girl thought she was going to be hungry, but she looked at the broken silver handed over in surprise, but she was stunned, and glanced at Liu Wenchuan timidly, "Is this really for me?" ”

Without answering the little girl's question, Liu Wenchuan directly grabbed her dirty little hand and put the broken silver directly in her hand. A sincere smile appeared on his dark cheeks, "Let's go." It seems to be saying to the little girl, and it seems to be saying it to Zhang Xiaobai next to him.

Then the two of them turned and left.

Such a small money bag was secretly stuffed by the old man Yu when he went out in the morning.

After living in a small fishing village for more than ten years, Liu Wenchuan actually doesn't have much concept of money.

The little girl's big watery eyes stared at Liu Wenchuan's back, and the surprised light in her eyes flashed, and she seemed to see something that others couldn't see. Then the dirty little face wiped away the tears, showed a bright smile, and ran towards the noodle stall not far away.

"Such little beggars are everywhere, and the broken silver in the young master's money bag may not be enough." Zhang Xiaobai rarely took the initiative to open his mouth and made a joke that was not a joke.

Liu Wenchuan shook his head with a smile, "Meeting is fate, her face is very beautiful, she shouldn't be so dirty." ”

His inexplicable answer made Zhang Xiaobai a little dazed, and Zhang Xiaobai probably would never understand the deep meaning of his words.

This is probably the only complaint in Liu Wenchuan's heart about the existence of the world! That little girl, just like him back then, stood by the sea, hungry, and her dirty little face was full of tears.

A few pieces of silver can fill the stomach of a lonely and helpless little girl, and that's it.

Liu Wenchuan can't do much, at least he can make this little girl not starve today, and he doesn't have to be like him every day to fill his stomach in the wind and sun, picking up fish and kelp, and even salvaging corpses.

This is Liu Wenchuan doesn't know, the few pieces of broken silver he gave to the little girl, if it is frugal, it is enough for the little girl to buy a basket of steamed buns and eat slowly until the end of the year.

When Liu Wenchuan and Zhang Xiaobai returned to the tailor's shop, it was already noon. There was no one in the shop, Old Man Yu was sitting at the door basking in the sun and drinking wine, and Tailor Zhang was busy cutting fabrics and making clothes.

In this tailor's shop, Tailor Zhang doesn't seem to care about anything except cutting cloth and clothes. Zhang Xiaobai is busy before and after, cleaning, laundry and cooking, going out to deliver clothes, etc.

It can be said that Zhang Xiaobai is a full-time housekeeper.

After eating at noon, Old Man Yu called Liu Wenchuan to the backyard.

"How did you feel about the last fight?"

Liu Wenchuan dragged a small bench from the root of the wall and sat down, pouting: "There are too few moves to deal with." ”

"Moves?" Old man Yu snorted disdainfully. "Martial arts moves are just a formality, releasing the true qi of physical strength in another way. Don't think how clumsy the old eunuch taught you the basic knife technique. ”

Isn't it clumsy? BasicAlas, really basic!

"From today onwards, I will accompany you to practice knives. But the focus is not on moves, but on speed and power. Your cultivation speed is okay, but it's still far from enough, you almost hit the ground in the three realms and four realms, and you're embarrassed to wander the rivers and lakes at this point? ”

Liu Wenchuan almost didn't spurt blood, shouldn't the three realms lose to the four? That's a big watershed!

Martial arts, the first three realms are based on the quenching realm, focusing on forging the body. The beginning of the fourth realm is the second stage, which is to cut the marrow with true qi, and truly integrate true qi with the body to lay the foundation for the artistic conception of the third stage.

On the martial arts, only a small master who has reached the Seven Realms of Form and Meaning can be regarded as a real martial artist.

Ordinary martial artists will indeed pay attention to their moves in the early stage, and they will be decent. Everything you learn is created by those who came before you, even the classics that have survived for generations. But when it really comes to the realm of the old man, every move is self-motivated and moves at will. A truly powerful move is in the mood rather than in the formula.

From the old eunuch to the old man, they all have high hopes for Liu Wenchuan. Therefore, the eunuch taught him the basic sword technique, which is just the content that any entry-level martial arts swordsman will have. The purpose is not to fix Liu Wenchuan's moves from the beginning, but to let him self-comprehend in battle.

Only after experiencing the battle of life and death, people will grow, and only when the blade is stained with blood will they know how to make a knife and how to collect it.

"Come on, knives!" Old man Yu beckoned to Liu Wenchuan.

Liu Wenchuan was full of disappointment, thinking that the old man Yu was going to teach him some peerless sword skills, and his feelings were just to accompany him to practice knives. Pulling out the wooden knife at his waist, he absentmindedly stabbed at Old Man Yu.

Old man Yu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he got up and reversed his wrist, breaking the knife in Liu Wenchuan's hand with a click. At the same time, he slapped out with his left hand.

"Poof..."

Liu Wenchuan's body flew out directly like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall with a bang. Being in the air, Liu Wenchuan's eyes were full of horror, and he almost fainted when he fell to the ground.

I saw that the old man came to him in the blink of an eye at a very fast speed, and before he could stand up, he kicked him with a bang.

"Poof..." A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and Liu Wenchuan's eyes were full of anger. At the moment when the old man attacked again, he always reacted, blocked with his arms in front of him, kicked the wall with his right foot and rolled aside, turning over and choking.

Call! A fist full of anger directly confronted Old Man Yu.

"Bang!"

Liu Wenchuan flew out upside down again, directly smashed the wooden partition, and flew into the tailor's shop.

In the tailor's shop, the scissors in Tailor Zhang's hand paused, and he looked at Liu Wenchuan, who was sitting on the ground in a daze. Zhang Xiaobai shuddered, and looked at the old man Yu with a cold face in his eyes.

"Don't think that if you practice knives, I will be merciful. In every battle, you must have the consciousness of putting your life to death! ”

Liu Wenchuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the true qi in his body was chaotic, and his internal organs were even overturned. But the anger in his eyes gradually calmed down with indifference.

But I heard the old man say: "I'm disappointed today, fix this place." Tomorrow to continue! ”

Seeing that although Liu Wenchuan was calm, he had a stubborn little face, Old Man Yu snorted disdainfully: "Don't think I'm bullying you, my strength has been suppressed in the Three Realms just now." ”

Old man Yu raised his hand, raised a little thumb, and shook it at Liu Wenchuan, "I've been studying in the Taoist temple for more than ten years, and I've learned all about dogs?" It's really not a star. ”

After taking a sip of the wine gourd, the old man walked out of the tailor's shop slowly, probably going to buy wine again.

In the tailor's shop, the silence makes people chill. Liu Wenchuan, who was sitting on the ground, lowered his head and slowly calmed down the chaotic true qi in his body.

The corners of the tailor's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to continue tailoring. Zhang Xiaobai's throat rolled, and after the old man left, he came to Liu Wenchuan's side tremblingly and helped him up.