The cold winter has passed, and the early spring has come.

In the distance of Fengxian Town, outside a few thatched huts on a hill, there was a clang! A young man pushed open a door.

The room was filled with smoke as if it were on fire, and the three of them were swearing and talking about something.

Seeing the door open, three people in sight cast their eyes on, and then a grumbling sounded.

"Little junior brother, what's the matter, why are you only coming back now! Don't you know we're waiting for you?" The one who spoke was an unkempt young man of twenty-four or five years old, holding a cigarette rolled into an elixir in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting mist as he spoke, his name was Zhang Xiucheng, and he was the young man's senior brother.

As soon as Zhang Xiucheng's voice fell, a disheveled young man next to him also complained, "I don't do anything all day, and you don't hurry up to find jade to make up for the lack of mahjong." That's it, we have smoked a few boxes of tobacco before you came, what does this look like! How can there be a senior brother in the world waiting for a junior brother?"

"If you make any more noise, you will only know how to play cards, play cards, and play a fart every day!" Spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, Wang Feng got angry, sat on the empty wooden bench, and picked up the herb cigarettes in the wooden box with his right hand.

"Where's the fire? Don't you see it, can't you find it?"

The young man's name is Wang Feng, and when the old man said a few words in the morning, he was already in an irritable mood, and he couldn't find the fire fold, and he was even more nameless, and scolded the three of them angrily.

"Hurry up and take it, shuffle the cards. One of them impatiently took out the fire fold from his arms and threw it on the table, rubbing the jade on the table back and forth with both hands.

It was the third senior brother's dog egg that threw the fire fold, and the second senior brother's rotten shrimp that was made of jade was the second senior brother's rotten shrimp.

lit a cigarette, and the four of them scolded and played mahjong while swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

The three of them are unhappy, since they learned to play mahjong, their little junior brother has been winning, and occasionally they will lose one or two games, which is really weird!

How can anyone's luck be smooth sailing, the three of them don't believe it!

Seeing that the little junior brother who was sitting seriously with a medicinal herb cigarette in his mouth cast his eyes, the three of them hurriedly blocked the cards in front of them with their hands.

Zhang Xiucheng was angry, "If you dare to look at our cards again, you will have a crooked head, believe it or not!"

Dog eggs and rotten shrimp are also vigilant!

For no other reason, this little junior brother was born with a pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people, and his ability is enough to see the cards of the three people clearly.

The three of them didn't know about this, but after losing for a long time, they had doubts, and when the old man was drunk, the rotten shrimp opened his mouth curiously, "Master, is there really a person with deep luck in this world?"

The drunken old man looked at his second disciple, and suddenly cried silently, his second disciple who was not a weapon could finally think about life, so he said meaningfully with a handful of snot and tears:

"Naturally, there is, although you are from a lower background, you should not be arrogant, and you should move forward bravely. Everyone's luck is strong or weak, but you also have to remember that there is a difference in luck. ”

Rotten shrimp: "What is the luck of the little junior brother, is it strong or weak, is it short or long?"

The drunken old man looked at his second disciple, and his face was a little drunk, "It's not important, what about the length?

Looking at the old man, the rotten shrimp had doubts on his face, and said seriously: "But Master, if the luck of the little junior brother is too long and too strong, the three of us will not be able to win when we play cards with the little junior brother." Can you think of a way to help the little junior brother cut some luck? ”

When the drunken old man heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "Get out of here! Get out! With the eyes of your little junior brother, you won't be able to win a game of cards in your life!"

The old man was furious, and his face was flushed. Zhang Xiucheng and Goudan in the distance didn't think it was anger, at most they drank too much.

The rotten shrimp who ran away didn't know what was special about the eyes of the little junior brother Wang Feng, and later coerced and lured Wang Feng several times before he knew that Wang Feng could see through the cards of the three people.

Since then, four people have played cards, and three have covered their cards with their hands.

Now that Wang Feng turned his gaze again, the three of them were suddenly vigilant.

Spit out a puff of smoke, Wang Feng was speechless, "I'm afraid of a fart, I've been in the same room for so many years, and I don't have any trust at all? Am I a person who can read cards? You touch your conscience and say!"

"Yes!" Zhang Xiucheng looked at warily.

"Master said I don't have a heart. Dogan spat out a puff of smoke.

"You're not human!" Rotten Shrimp looked disdainful.

"Okay, okay, I don't look at it, I don't look at it! It's fucking stingy! Isn't it just a card, something. Wang Feng withdrew his gaze and began to play cards seriously. But the heart is already in the chest, if nothing else, the three of them have no chance to win.

At the base of the wall of the house lay four swords horizontally and vertically.

The sword was yellowed old, and the wooden scabbard could not even cover the tip of the sword.

In the early spring, the cold had not yet subsided, and the dead trees outside the house had already sprouted, and a few damned birds were chirping and noisy.

Fortunately, it is made of jade by four people, and the sound of rubbing it is not small, which overshadows the annoying sound of birds and birds.

Fengxian Town lacks everything here, but this jade is as abundant as a cow's hair. These jades are different from rubble, but they are not as rare as they are.

Syllable!

The three of them were in the middle of their heads, and two broken doors were kicked open, one was dropped, and one was half hanging and dangling.

"Four criminals, don't go to practice swords, don't you want to eat!" A white-haired old man rushed in angrily, but as soon as the words fell, a bag of mud and sand spilled on the top of his head, and the old man ate a face of ashes.

"Sure enough, the accident came!" Wang Feng looked at the dangling door.

The old man is the master of the four, and he has a very loud Taoist name: Shanshui Daoren.

But Wang Feng always felt that this name was only loud when there were four people.

At this time, the old man's old face, which was extremely difficult to find a trace of the dignity of the teacher, increased a little panicked and looked extremely funny.

The mahjong held by the three people next to him had not been put down, and looking at the gray-faced master, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. But that mouth is really perfunctory.

Lao Tou stared, and looked at the four of them with a slumped face, "Who put it!"

The four of them knew that something was wrong, so they quickly got up and squeezed the old man away and ran out of the door.

"Master, disciple is wrong!" The mature and steady senior brother was caught by the old man at the end, and immediately burst into tears, and the sincerity of his attitude of admitting his mistake was breathtaking!

But Wang Feng knew that the soil on the door was put by the senior brother himself after he entered the door.

"Don't take it as an example! Get back, grab your broken sword, don't practice for three hours and have no food!"

The grizzled old man was angry, and shouted at the four villains who begged for mercy, but the four of them did not dare to make a sound, so they obediently took their swords and ran to the open space outside the house to pretend to practice.

"Evil!" Watching the four thugs take their swords and walk away, the old man quickly lowered his head and cleaned the dirt from his hair.

In the clearing, the four of them wielded their swords weakly.

"Hey, senior brother, we've been practicing for three years, why are we still practicing this Sword Breaking Sutra. ”

Wang Feng was very curious, since he was coaxed into the door by this old man, he practiced several sword-breaking moves in the Sword Sutra day and night.

The old tree outside the house had already sprouted three new shoots, and Wang Feng went to pinch the sprouts when he was bored.

The old tree is still an old tree, the new shoots are pinched and sprouted, and they are still covered every year, supporting a shade for the five masters and apprentices.

"Don't force Lai Lai, hurry up and practice, three years is a hammer, I've been practicing for ten years. Zhang Xiucheng was angry, if it weren't for the fact that he had seen his master show his unique skills, he would definitely not have practiced this sword-breaking move for so long.

Looking at Zhang Xiucheng with an indignant face, Wang Feng regretted passing on the adjective "forcing Lai Lai" to the three of them.

As for the second senior brother Goudan and the third senior brother Rotten Shrimp on the side, their faces were full of frustration at the moment, and the little junior brother's sword was already faster than the two of them a year ago. The truth is not a good one, and people are not living beautifully.

As soon as the name was mentioned, the two of them were full of gloom, and in the words of the bad old man, a cheap name is easy to feed.

The first disciple had to have a fierce name, after all, it was a row of noodles, so he gave Zhang Xiucheng such a "fierce" name, and as for the little junior brother, he also had a name, so he took Wang Feng. As for the second and third in line, they were fooled by the old man.

For this matter, the old man also explained in righteous words: "I will not accept disciples in this life, the names of the senior brother and the junior brother must be taken seriously, and everything has a beginning and an end." ”

This statement is very official, and the two have no way to refute it.

But the two of them never believed the old man's rhetoric, and when they were naming the two of them, the old man was lazy, and he casually named himself to deal with things.

Master and apprentice are like father and son, and they can't do the thing of choosing a name.

The more they thought about it afterwards, the more determined they became that it was the old man who committed lazy cancer when they took the name, and then they learned some poetry and books, and they also recognized a lot of words, so they thought about changing their names, thinking that it would be good to change their names.

But no matter what the name is changed, the old man calls it dog eggs and rotten shrimp, and over time he can't be stubborn, so he can only admit his fate.

When the two of them were bored, they often looked at the senior brother and the junior brother, and they thought more about it in their minds, but they also finished thinking about what they should have thought about for a long time, so they returned to the matter of names.

Looking at the two people with names, the deep envy in the eyes of the two people without names can be seen from afar.

It was useless to think too much, so the four of them had to continue to practice their swords around this old tree that had existed for an unknown number of years. Otherwise, the old man's wooden stick would not be vague later, and eating was never a trivial matter.

Once a day, if you miss it, you won't cry.

This mountain is called Fengxian Mountain, and the five masters and apprentices each have a house.

The four of them practiced for a long time before they saw the old man's house rise from the smoke, looked at each other and threw the sword in their hands in unison.

Zhang Xiucheng took out the wooden cigarette box from his arms, and the rotten shrimp took out the fire fold, one for each person, and the four of them leaned on the old tree to smoke medicinal herbs, where is the appearance of an apprentice, like four arrogant and domineering uncles.

The four of them were speechless, each with their own thoughts in their hearts, and secondly, wielding a sword was also a physically demanding thing, so they simply sat and enjoyed this rare tranquility, and also experienced the light cold that the early winter was about to pass.

The four seasons can still be reincarnated, and the year cannot be repeated. This winter is over and we have to wait for the next winter, and this slight chill is precious in the blazing summer that follows.

"Senior brother, next month you are going to the North Sword Gate, pay attention to safety outside, drink more hot water, and come back when you are idle. It is good to bring a little bit of delicious food, not too much, so as not to get tired on the road. After the cold rotten shrimp finished smoking, he began to instruct the senior brother for the first time.

Wang Feng shook his head, what is this worry, I have been together for I don't know how many years, I can't wait for the senior brother to leave quickly, I have been addicted to the position of this senior brother. At the same time, there are still people to bring food, so why not, so I began to keep asking and caring.

Drink more hot water, this is also the word that Wang Feng said, at that time, he only said that it was the best thing in the world, and he wanted to say it to the most intimate person.

"Don't worry, I'll bring it back. Zhang Xiucheng responded to the fish and shrimp, but he drooled first.

I don't know where the delicacies of the mountains and seas are, but the two of them have already regarded them as their own, and when they enter their mouths, they are already full of flavors in the world.

(Little cutie asks for a collection, collection is so small, there is a lot of it!, and there is a recommendation...... Woo woo, let go of me, I'm going to say...... ）