247: He is the proud disciple of the old man in this life!
Lotus City, in the twelve major cities of Wendao Mansion, ranked lower, located in the eleventh city, whether it is the economic level of the people's living conditions or the strength of martial arts are low level, because the concubine favored by the emperor of the Yuan Kingdom was born in the Lotus City, love the lotus, so the emperor gave the name of this city as the Lotus City.
Although Lotus City has the word lotus, in fact, except for the name with these two words, it has nothing to do with lotus.
In the spring of the first two years, there were a lot of lotus flowers planted in the city, and Hu Bo was in full bloom at a specific time with all kinds of colorful lotus, which was also a beautiful scenery, but now the snow is falling, and the Yuan country is snow-white, not to mention the lotus, not even a lotus seed can not find a half.
Bang! Bang!
In the hot and extremely high temperature of the blacksmith shop, more than a dozen naked and sturdy men held hammers, sweating profusely to forge steel.
"Damn, I don't know which damn guy it is, let's beat a thousand weapons and bury his mother with so many weapons!" The tall middle-aged man with half a hundred hair scolded while forging the steel on the anvil with a hammer.
Not far away, a companion also scolded with deep understanding: "Brother Liu, you are right, you want a thousand weapons, it is indeed for his mother to be buried, it is really damned!" ”
"That's it!"
"I want a thousand weapons on a cold day, this is not a world, isn't this pure neurosis!"
Several other blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop echoed and cursed.
There was only one young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who struck the iron bar on the anvil without saying a word, and his ordinary cheeks were extremely serious, and he was concentrating on striking the iron bar with all his might.
With a click, the door was pushed open, and everyone immediately put away their shouting.
The owner of the blacksmith shop is a warrior, a forty-year-old refining martial artist, although this person's cultivation is average in the city, but he has superb forging skills, and with his outstanding skills, he has opened three blacksmith shops in Lotus City, which is also quite famous, and his temper is relatively big, so the blacksmiths are more afraid of each other.
After the shopkeeper entered the door, with his hands behind his back, the usually crooked face couldn't stop showing a smile at this time, and after he looked around, he coughed and said: "Everyone, I know that you have worked hard recently, but these thousand weapons are not only built by a dozen of you, not to mention that your daily salary has also increased by 30%, so be serious, after you finish building, I will give you another three days off." ”
"Ahem," the shopkeeper finished speaking, looked at the young man who was meticulously striking iron not far away, pointed at him and said: "You have to learn from Zhang Dong at this point, Zhang Dong has good skills at a young age, and he is serious in doing things, how can you know that you are lazy every day." ”
"That Zhang Dong, your salary is more than fifty percent today, and you will go to the principal to receive the money later."
Hearing this, Zhang Dong put down the hammer and hugged his fist to the shopkeeper gratefully: "Thank you shopkeeper." ”
"Well, keep up the good work, you all work hard, finish the fight early, and get the reward early!" The shopkeeper said, shook his hand, turned to leave, he has a lot of things, and the family has a concubine, and he usually doesn't come over on weekdays, that is, he has a big business recently and often comes to the three blacksmith shops.
After the shopkeeper left, the ping-pong beating and the blacksmiths' abuse began again.
It lasted until after noon, when it was time to eat, that the people put down their hammers and prepared to go out to eat.
Zhang Dong put down the hammer, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his dirty old sleeve, and was about to leave.
The middle-aged blacksmith Liu, who scolded the most fiercely before, glanced at Zhang Dong, suddenly pouted, and said in a strange manner: "Yo, the hardest-working, most serious and talented Brother Zhang in our blacksmith shop has finally put down the hammer, we still thought you were going to hammer for a day, Brother Zhang worked so hard, I heard that you have recently started to practice martial arts, our Little Brother Zhang will definitely be able to become a martial artist in the future." ”
"Who said it wasn't," someone echoed and ridiculed: "Brother Liu is right, our little brother Zhang will definitely become a martial artist in the future, so make more money now, but little brother Zhang has a disabled leg, and he will become a martial artist in the future, I'm afraid he won't even be able to do light work." ”
"Haha!" The crowd laughed loudly.
Zhang Dong was silent and ignored it, just glanced at Blacksmith Liu, and then limped forward.
He had long been accustomed to the ridicule of these people, and one day, he would slap them in the face.
Walking out of the shop, the blacksmith shop is divided into three areas, just the area for striking iron, and after walking out, there is a small courtyard, and outside the courtyard is the place where iron tools are sold.
Several food buckets have been prepared, and the contents of the buckets are steaming hot in the winter.
The food in the blacksmith shop is not bad, meat and vegetables are matched, everyone has at least a few pieces of big meat, and striking iron is hard work, and it is not okay not to eat meat.
After everyone finished eating, they were all bragging, but Zhang Dong went to find the principal.
The owner of the blacksmith shop was a little old man in his fifties, bearded and bearded, he was eating roast chicken in the hut, babbling opera at the corner of his mouth, and when he saw Zhang Dong entering the house, he didn't raise his head and said, "What's the matter?" ”
"In charge, I want to take half a day off," Zhang Dong said softly.
"Leave?" The director looked up at Zhang Dong, and his eyes rolled: "Our three blacksmith shops have been doing a lot of work recently, and you know that the owner not only has a blacksmith shop, but also does a grain business. ”
"You took this half-day off, delayed things, so that we can't pass the assessment, how can we do it."
Speaking of this, the principal's voice changed again: "In this way, half of your salary will be deducted today, and I will give you half a day off, do you agree?" ”
Zhang Dong was silent for a moment, looked at the main thing deeply, and nodded in agreement: "Okay." ”
He knew that most of the wages he deducted for half a day had to be taken away by this principal, and these people were all damn brutes who bullied him.
"Well, go ahead," the principal waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue talking.
Zhang Dong turned to leave.
After walking out of the blacksmith shop, he looked at the snow and pedestrians on the street, exhaled a puff of mist, and took out a small money bag from his bosom, which contained six taels of broken silver and a dozen copper coins, which were his savings for the past two years of ironmaking.
Holding the money bag tightly, Zhang Dong raised his head and his face became resolute.
Today is the day when he changed his life against the sky, those who bullied him, the brutes who ruined his family, and when he succeeds in martial arts, he will definitely make those brutes pay the price!
"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, Zhang Dong limped with his money bag and went to a slightly delicate shop to buy things.
When he came out, Zhang Dong had a few copper plates on his body, but he was carrying a few bags in his hands, which were his apprenticeship rites.
Three months ago, he met an old man, although the old man was not serious on weekdays, but sometimes his momentum was extremely terrifying, and he must be a great martial arts master.
After the accident and his relationship, in March, Zhang Dong bought roast chicken and rice wine for the old man every day, and now, he wants to apprentice and practice martial arts.
With excitement in his heart, Zhang Dong quickened his pace slightly, he was already a lame, but after speeding up his pace, it became even more funny.
The people passing by on the street all looked at him with strange eyes, Zhang Dong didn't care, he was used to it.
But the next moment, Zhang Dong stopped, and his eyes were firmly looking at a strong young man in black in front of him.
The young man has an extraordinary bearing, about two meters tall, and his body is as strong as a hill, walking on the street compared with the surrounding pedestrians, he is not much taller, giving people a great sense of oppression.
This must be a warrior.
In time, I will become such a martial arts master!
Zhang Dong secretly made up his mind, and was about to withdraw his gaze and walk away, but found that the martial master seemed to see himself and strode towards him.
?!! Zhang Dong was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head, for fear that he had provoked this martial master.
However, often the least desirable thing to happen, usually happens.
Syllable!
Zhang Dong's body shook, and he felt as if he had been patted on the shoulder, and he almost fell to his knees.
"Your name is Zhang Dong?"
Zhang Dong swallowed his saliva, and when he raised his head, he saw a pair of calm, without the slightest wave.
"Old, sir, I'm not called Zhang Dong..."
"No, your name is Zhang Dong," the young man showed a smile and asked, "Have you recently met an old man, who is about one meter and six meters tall and likes to wear green clothes, his name is Sun Changqing." ”
Zhang Dong's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Master, I, I haven't met it, and I'm really not called Zhang Dong." ”
"Okay, maybe I'm mistaken, you can go," the young man shook his head and stepped aside.
Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly accelerated to leave this place.
The young man in black looked at Zhang Dong's back, his expression was a little strange, he was naturally Li Yun.
After arriving in Lotus City yesterday, he began to look for Sun Lao, and now under the vigorous search of the disciples of the White Lotus Sect, he already has some eyebrows, and after getting the specific news, Li Yun rushed over.
Now it seems that maybe Sun Lao is really in this Lotus City.
"Lord," I don't know when, Zhou Shuo appeared next to Li Yun and said softly: "The one named Zhang Dong just now was lying. ”
"I know," Li Yun nodded, and said calmly: "Is there any identity information called Zhang Dong, this person is a little interesting, I can feel that the killing intent and resentment in his heart are extremely strong, this little guy is not very old, but he is very murderous." ”
Zhou Shuo was stunned, can you feel this?
He didn't ask much, turned around and said: "Back to the Lord, this person's real name is Zhang Dong, a person from Lotus City, this person was originally the son of a martial arts hall owner in the city, but because of the martial arts fight, his family was ruined, Zhang Dong was lucky to run out, and then became a beggar for many years, his broken leg was broken by others when he was a beggar, it seems to be a few sons." ”
Zhou Shuo told the story, in two or three days, he completely got all the information of Zhang Dong, don't underestimate the ability of the disciples of the White Lotus Sect, since Li Yun ordered him and Zhao Tingzhang to buy food, Zhao Tingzhang reached a consensus with Pei Niangzi, let the female disciples of Pei Niangzi's line go to Lotus City first to gain a foothold.
In a few days, led by a group of elite disciples who are proficient in charm and those who are gifted by the Snow God, the entire Lotus City, not to mention that it has been eroded like an ant hole, but at least it has become a sieve.
"No wonder," Li Yun laughed when he heard this.
No wonder he just sensed that Zhang Dong was outrageously murderous, and he was not surprised to have this economy.
"Send a few masters to follow this person, he must know the location of Sun Lao, and looking at Zhang Dongti's things, it seems to be an apprenticeship, maybe this person wants to apprentice to Sun Lao?" Li Yunmo rubbed his chin and said lightly: "This person is murderous and has a lot of thoughts, go and find out what ideas he has to approach Sun Lao, if you want to use Sun Lao, you will slaughter and feed the dog." ”
"Yes, Lord," Zhou Shuo clasped his fists and saluted, and when he looked up again, Li Yun was no longer visible.
……
In the spacious alley, Zhang Dong limped through the alley with the apprenticeship, and soon after, he stopped in front of a small courtyard.
After being silent for a long time, he took a deep breath many times, put down the apprenticeship and patted his face with all his might, and after adjusting his state, he lifted the gift and Zhang Dong gently patted the door.
Bang bang bang.
Soon after, an old voice came from inside the courtyard: "Come in." ”
Zhang Dong took another deep breath and pushed open the door with his strength.
Walking into the courtyard, the yard is very clean, the snow is gone, and there are many precious flowers planted in it that bloom in the winter season.
On the side, an old man with white hair and green clothes was lying on a chair, shaking the chair, holding a book on the top 100 martial artists of the Yuan Kingdom that had recently been released, and reading it with relish.
The old man's eyes were dark, his spirit was relatively low, and his body exuded a breath of death.
After Zhang Dong entered the hospital, he saluted respectfully: "Old Sun, Zhang Dong has come to see you." ”
Sun Changqing looked up at Zhang Dong and said helplessly: "You don't have to come to see me, a dying person, every day." ”
Zhang Dong shook his head and said: "Sun Lao is a martial arts master, a senior master, and he will definitely be able to live a long life of three hundred years." ”
"That old man borrowed your auspicious words," Sun Changqing laughed, but saw Zhang Dong suddenly kneeling on the ground and kowtowing heavily to himself.
"Old Sun, I want to apprentice to you!" Zhang Dong kowtowed with all his might.
The smile on Sun Changqing's face stiffened, he stood up, and wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhang Dong's appearance, he sighed after thinking about it: "The old man is a dying person, why bother, just see that you have been treating me sincerely for the past three months, the old man will accept you as an apprentice and pass on this martial arts, although you have a physical disability, your understanding is not bad, and you can become a master." ”
When Zhang Dong heard this, he was overjoyed: "Thank you Elder Sun, no, Master!" ”
"Get up," Sun Changqing smiled and touched his snow-white beard, his body was much more rickety than before, and his skin was not as ruddy as before, and the whole showed a sense of dead wood.
"In this life, the old man has only accepted one apprentice, and after accepting you, you will be the second, and there is still a senior brother on your head."
"Senior brother?" Zhang Dong was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously, "Master, senior brother... What kind of person is he? ”
When Sun Changqing heard this, his expression showed a look of reminiscence, and after pondering for a long time, he showed a proud smile: "Your senior brother is a powerful person. ”
"He is a teacher in this life, and he has no regrets accepting the disciple who is also my proudest."
"The old man is proud of him, and he is honored and honored!"
(End of chapter)