Zhang Yifan's home is in Zhongcun, not far from Xiandukou.

Nakamura is a large village in Yan County, with about 200 households. The villagers of this village are basically migrated from other places, because it is close to the urban area of Yan County, so the whole village is prosperous and prosperous.

At the same time, because the villagers have migrated from other places of suffering, they are relatively close to each other. And because Zhang Yifan's father was nowhere to be found when he was a child, and his mother died of illness, everyone loves this little adult-like child very much.

When he came to the entrance of the village, looking at the familiar scene, Zhang Yifan greeted the people in the village warmly, and slowly walked to the only private school in the village, which was his home.

The uncle and aunt in Zhang Yifan's mouth, namely Zhang Songpu and his wife Chen, are his neighbors.

Zhang Songpu is the only teacher in the village, and he has run this private school since he moved to Zhongcun, and it has been ten years since he set up this private school.

Zhang Yifan listened to the familiar sound of reading, as if he had returned to the past.

At that time, Zhang Songpu taught himself to read and write, although his father was not there, but he could also feel the warmth of his father.

After cleaning up his mood, Zhang Yifan stepped into a private school. He decided to go to Chen first, Zhang Songpu should still be teaching at this moment, and it was not too late to see him in the evening.

The whole private school is quite large, with front and back yards.

The east wing of the front yard is used as a classroom for children to read and write. The west wing of the front yard is a martial arts room, which is not open now.

The backyard is a residential area, where both families used to live.

When he walked into the backyard, Zhang Yifan saw fireworks coming out of the kitchen in the backyard, and the unique aroma of food was still permeating the surroundings. Zhang Yifan's stomach was faintly ringing with this aroma, and he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he trotted into the kitchen.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm back, is there anything delicious?" At this time, Chen was cooking, and Zhang Yifan said hello happily.

"Xiaofan is back! Great! When did you arrive? I just happened to make yellow croaker and lotus root pork ribs, both of which you like to eat, silly boy has a mouthful." Chen looked back at Zhang Yifan, his face was happy, but he didn't stop his hands, and kept handling the food in the pot.

"Well, I just came back, and I happened to be handling the case at Xiandu Port today, so I took the time to come back and see the uncle and the aunt. Auntie, boy, I turned into a junior catcher this year. I believe that I will soon be able to catch fast, assistant head catch, Zhengyin head hunt until God catch!" Zhang Yifan said to Chen excitedly, dancing with his hands and feet looking extremely excited, and recovering a little childlike in front of his relatives.

"Okay, you're hungry, hurry up and eat, and your uncle will come back later, and then report the good news to him." Chen looked at Zhang Yifan, who was wearing a soap suit but still looked a little immature, with a kind face, and said.

Zhang Yifan helped set the dishes and chopsticks, and Chen brought the cooked food to the table on the side, and then Zhang Yifan couldn't bear to eat it immediately.

"Eat slowly, don't swallow, kid. ”

"Well, well, it's delicious, it's been a long time since I've had such a delicious meal. Zhang Yifan praised while eating.

"Xiaofan, you've been fishing for almost half a year, how do you feel?" Aunt Zhang watched Zhang Yifan bury her head in eating, and asked about the situation on the side.

Chen hadn't seen him for half a year, and the little adult seemed to have grown a lot taller, about five and a half feet tall, which was relatively tall at his age, but he was still a little thin, and it was estimated that he didn't eat well in the Yamen, so he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Auntie, I'm a junior catcher now, and I still need some credit to catch fast. It's okay on the Yamen's side, it's just a little boring, there are no big cases, it's all trivial. I also learned a lot from Brother Wang and Uncle Chen. The martial arts and footwork taught by my father since I was a child are really effective, so I have also caught two little thieves!" Speaking of the Yamen, Zhang Yifan seemed to be more happy, and he talked endlessly.

"Okay, okay, Xiaofan is out of breath, and he has started to catch the thief. Hey, when I see you, I think of your mother, you said that you are decent, how can you say that you will leave. Ah Ling, look at this child, how good it is now. As he spoke, Chen's eyes began to redden, and then he wiped away tears.

"Well, auntie, I miss my mother too. I don't know where my father went, it's been five years now, and there is no news, when I become the head of Zhengyin in the Yamen, I will go to find clues to find my father!" Zhang Yifan was also a little sad, and then Zhengse said, he didn't hate his father, he just wanted to find him and ask why he never returned.

"Well, good boy. Your father was in a hurry and didn't leave any information. Your mother has been in a slump since your father left, and she has worked hard to pull you to grow up, and when she is dying, she asks us to take care of you, and she will be very happy in heaven to see you grow up so big and become a catcher. Chen was very pleased with Zhang Yifan's well-behaved and sensible.

Zhang Yifan's family moved here when he was four years old, about the same time as Zhang Songpu's family.

Because Zhang's father has some martial arts, he wants to set up a martial arts hall in the village and make a living to support Zhang Yifan's mother and son. It just so happened that Zhang Songpu was a down-and-out talent who had read sage books for several years, and he also wanted to open a private school in the village. In addition, the two of them belong to their own family names, and their personalities are harmonious, so they will open the martial arts hall and the private school together.

Zhang's father taught martial arts to children from several nearby villages in the morning, while Zhang Songpu taught in a private school in the afternoon. The two families have lived together for five years, and they are more happy than relatives.

Zhang Yifan also practiced martial arts in the morning and studied in the afternoon. Under the tutelage of his father, he has had some martial arts background since he was a child, and at the same time he has read a lot of books.

The accident happened when Zhang Yifan was nine years old. Shortly after the New Year, Zhang's father suddenly received a letter. After reading the letter, Zhang's father was worried, and after discussing with Zhang's mother, he left Nakamura overnight, and has not been seen since.

Zhang Yifan always asked his mother where his father had gone and when he would come back, but his mother was silent. In this way, until Zhang Yifan was thirteen years old, perhaps because of Sijun's eagerness and infection with cold disease, Zhang's mother went west due to illness before the winter passed. Before Zhang's mother died, she entrusted Zhang Yifan to the care of her friend and neighbor Zhang Songpu's family.

Because Zhang's father knows a few martial arts, and he also has light skills under his feet, he occasionally goes to the yamen to help and assist the yamen in catching snitches, etc., and has made a lot of contributions, and his personal relationship with the county commander Wang Ning is also good.

After Zhang's mother left, Wang Xianling remembered the old days, saw Zhang Yifan lonely and miserable, and asked him to come to Yamen as a small servant as soon as the winter passed, and received a salary to support himself.

Zhang Yifan has liked to catch fast since he was a child, and he felt so imposing when he watched his father help the yamen catch thieves, so he was determined to be a fast catcher since he was a child. Although he is a small guy in Yamen, he is very attentive, and things are gradually improving.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifan has been a yamen servant for more than a year, and Wang Xianling saw that he was clever and quite steady, plus he had a few hands of kung fu, so he soon let Zhang Yifan become a regular official junior catcher in the yamen, which can be regarded as officially entering the public gate, and is one step closer to his childhood dream.

Not long after he turned positive, he encountered a case of losing a cow, and this place happened to be not far from Nakamura, so he came back to see Zhang Songpu and his wife.

When the food was fragrant and full, Zhang Yifan finished eating after a while.

Chen then put away the dishes and chopsticks and leftovers, and said to Zhang Yifan: "You play for a while, and wait for your uncle to come back and talk to you." Don't go back to the yamen today, just sleep here, I often clean your house, and you have bedding, so you can sleep at home. ”

"Okay, auntie, I'll go to the martial arts room first. With that, Zhang Yifan walked to the west wing of the front yard, warming up as he walked, seemingly preparing to practice martial arts.

Pushing open the door of the West Wing, Zhang Yifan found that it was spotless, simple and clean, thinking that Chen had been cleaning.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the neatly placed weapon racks on both sides of the room, the standing stakes used to practice light skills in the corners, the two wooden stakes used for boxing, and the lifting stones used for practicing strength, and his thoughts drifted back to his childhood.

At that time, Zhang's father taught Zhang Yifan some basic footwork and light skills, and taught him how to cultivate strength. After he laid a certain foundation, Zhang's father taught Zhang Yifan some quick knife catching techniques and the ancestral techniques of the Zhang family.

Among them, Zhang's father, the ancestral method of the Zhang family, only partially taught it and disappeared, and Zhang Yifan did not get the secret book of the method. He estimated that if his father didn't come back, it was estimated that the Zhang family's mastery would be lost.

Thinking back to the scenes when I was a child, I don't realize that a long time has passed. Zhang Yifan walked to the middle offering table, looking at the two wooden maces on the weapon rack on the table, he suddenly wanted to perform a few martial arts moves.

Although Zhang Yifan failed to learn the follow-up method, he still practiced martial arts according to the method taught by his father, and the basic method never stopped.

The weapon Zhang Yifan used was an ordinary copper mace, which he asked the blacksmith Li in the west of the city to forge for him. The copper mace cost him three months, which made him feel distressed for a while.

He often asks the fast catchers in the yamen for advice on martial arts, plus his martial arts foundation is good, especially in the past two years, he has made rapid progress, and he can now be regarded as a third-rate master in the rivers and lakes in terms of martial arts. It's just that he hasn't seen blood yet, so the actual combat power is estimated to be a little weaker than the real third-rate master, which remains to be tested.

The two wooden wedges are the same style, simple and heavy, and are made of iron birch solid wood, which is both hard and heavy. The mace is four feet three inches long, weighs about twenty-one pounds, and is nine knots square.

Zhang Yifan picked up one of the wooden maces, and his mind came to mind when he was nine years old, his father had just taught him the starting style, and it turned out that the whole heavy wooden mace was very difficult to lift with both hands, but now it can be lifted with one hand without much effort.

When he picked up the heavy wooden mace and simply pulled a flower, Zhang Yifan felt infinite pride in his heart.

Subsequently, he used the Zhang family's ancestral method, among which the "Star Word Formula" started to "pick the stars and point to the sky".

Then "meteors catch the moon", "the stars shine", "the stars are dotted", ......

After practicing "Star Word Formula", Zhang Yifan began to practice the "Royal Character Decision" in it.

"Three feet against the enemy", "Resist the mountain into a wall", "Resist the water to the east"......

About a pillar of incense kung fu, Zhang Yifan finished practicing the moves that his father taught him before, his spirit was a little trance, and his father seemed to appear in front of him again.

Speaking of the ancestral method of the Zhang family, Zhang Yifan heard his father say it. Zhang's ancestral method is divided into three parts, which are "Xingzi Jue", "Royal Zi Jue" and "Fire Word Jue", Zhang's father taught him the first two parts of the foundation, and the remaining most important core exercises "Fire Word Jue" have only been mentioned a few times by my father. said that when he was proficient in the first two moves and cultivated his unique Xinghuo internal force, he would teach him to practice the "Fire Character Formula".

It's a pity that for some reason, Zhang Yifan has not cultivated his internal strength so far, otherwise he should be able to enter the realm of second-rate masters.

The sound of the parents is still there, and the past cannot be traced.

Looking at everything in the martial arts room and recalling the bits and pieces of his parents' life with him, Zhang Yifan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After mentioning the spirit, Zhang Yifan encouraged himself in his heart that he needed to work harder, make a career, and become a generation of gods, and when his father came back, he would definitely be happy to see that he had become a gods.

Zhang Yifan now thinks back and realizes that when he was a child, his father was always mysterious, in addition to teaching some martial arts to children in various villages and assisting the county government to hunt down mortals, he was often not at home, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

And her mother usually teaches herself to read and write, and she belongs to the kind of virtuous and virtuous lady, thinking that her family must be famous, but Zhang Yifan has never heard her mother mention her mother's family.

Zhang Yifan only knew that when he was very young, they moved from far away to Yan County and settled at the foot of Zhongcun. And some memories before moving to Zhongcun, Zhang Yifan has been blurred, only knowing that there seem to be many big houses in his original home.

Later, he lived here with Zhang Songpu's family, and ten years have passed, but it can be counted, and there is no less food and clothing.

It's just that I don't know why my father said goodbye, and my mother had to go west with a stubborn illness, although Zhang Yifan looks optimistic and strong on the surface, he can't help but be hesitant and sentimental in his heart. But when he thought of Zhang Songpu and Chen's care and love for him, his heart was still full of warmth and gratitude.

After almost half an hour, it was estimated that Zhang Songpu should have been released, Zhang Yifan left the West Wing Martial Arts Room and walked to the backyard.