Northern Wei Dynasty, in a ruined temple on the outskirts of Dingzhou.

"Master, I have been under your disciple for two years, and now I am twelve years old, when can I learn the so-called swordsmanship from you? A teenager complained and said, obviously the so-called master is a rooster and dog thief in his eyes.

The one who spoke was a teenager in two different shoes, named Chang'an, an orphan who was roasting an old hen that had been cleaned.

Chang'an's original family lived in a small mountain village near the big river on the edge of Quanzhou in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but unfortunately when Chang'an was eight years old, it was a night of heavy rain, and the originally clear water of the big river had already become turbid, and the water level of the big river rose very quickly.

By the time the villagers of the small mountain village realized that everyone was already in the midst of a muddy and muddy torrent, Chang'an's parents tried their best to save Chang'an, who was ten years old at the time, and then was swept away by a wave of the merciless torrent.

Sometimes fate plays tricks on people, obviously unfair to you, and then makes you look at hope when you are desperate.

It was after that that Chang'an met the old thing in front of him, who spoke without boundaries, and wanted to worship him as a teacher, saying that he would be peerless in swordsmanship, and Chang'an was born to practice swordsmanship, and the owner had a sword heart, so Chang'an worshipped him as a teacher.

Chang'an didn't think much about it at first, so he directly agreed, when he was a child, he heard people say that those chivalrous warriors who do chivalrous righteousness, punish evil and eliminate traitors, and among the chivalrous knights, the heroes who use swords make Chang'an feel unrestrained and chic, and he must be such a person when he grows up.

Later, Chang'an found out that this old thing's heart is indeed not bad, not only took him in, but also allowed himself to eat a full meal every day, but unfortunately after a long time, Chang'an found that the only flaw of the old thing is that his brain is not very good, and he loves to brag.

What he said about learning swords and being a peerless master is all false, and he has never taught himself anything. I don't know where the old thing heard the storyteller talk about, and his mouth is full of nonsense.

After a long time, Chang'an got used to it, and he didn't expect to learn what Lao Shizi's sword from an old cowhide who talked nonsense when it came to sword training.

Originally, Chang'an didn't have any hope of being a swordsman, but the old thing always told himself that if he wanted to be a qualified swordsman, he had to experience all kinds of life.

Then every time as soon as he finished talking about the old thing, he took himself to do something like stealing chickens and dogs, either stealing chickens and eggs or going down to the river to catch ducks and fish, the best time was to catch a goose in the river, and then the master and apprentice made an iron pot stew goose.

No, today, just after the 'teachings' of the old thing, the two stole an old hen and began to roast in this broken temple, and Chang'an roasted the chicken and felt bored and teased the old thing.

I saw the old man called Master, leaning on the grass pile in the corner of the wall, wrapped in tattered and exposed cotton wool, his clothes were full of greasy cotton jackets, and he was humming a little song leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed.

"I said, Chang'an, don't worry, don't worry, this sword practice is like roasting chicken, if you don't clean the internal organs, it won't taste good when you roast it. ”

Chang'an has long been accustomed to listening to these inconsequential reasons for listening to old things, "I said old things, we are poor, but we can also eat a full meal in the mountains." You have to pretend to be a peerless master, learn from those rich people, and come out to travel or something, isn't it a pure sin. ”

In this way, Chang'an has been following the old thing out of the mountains for almost two years, the first year in the mountains the old thing said that Chang'an's body is weak and cold and needs herbs to recuperate, so that year was basically spent in the mountains, every day I drank the herbs that I didn't know where the old things were picked, sometimes it was bitter to death, sometimes the astringent tongue didn't feel it, and when I was lucky, I drank it refreshingly.

In the following year, Chang'an traveled through many states with the old things, and also saw a lot of scenery. The four states on the north side of the river: Quanzhou, Liuzhou, Gezhou, Suizhou, of course, are close to the Daxue Mountain of the Tianshan Mountains, and then cross the river and go to Hongzhou, Luzhou, Qingzhou, Dingzhou, and now in Dingzhou.

One of the things that has to be said is that when the old man took himself across the river, he went to a place called Hukou Waterfall. Spectacular is spectacular, but I don't know what's wrong, I fainted at the time, if it weren't for the old thing, I guess I would have gone with the river to find my parents.

Chang'an vaguely felt that he had a dream when he was dizzy, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was.

At this point, Chang'an realized that practicing a bullshit sword is all a disguise, and the old thing just comes out to play and watch the scenery.

Chang'an counted a few days ago, good guy, it took a year to complete the eight states of Great Wei, although it goes without saying that every inch of land has been walked, but there are thousands of miles.

Chang'an wants to have the opportunity to read another day, so that it can really be regarded as reading 10,000 books and traveling 10,000 miles.

But Chang'an looked back and thought about it, he is now such a relative of the old thing, this ice and snow, he is young and tough, and he can resist freezing. But the old thing is getting old, what if you are hungry for two meals and then freeze out.

The child's mind is like this, imaginative, thinking is more jumpy, and what he thinks is what he thinks.

Then, the more Chang'an thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply sat on the thatch on the ground, and didn't turn the chicken's wooden stick and let it go, bowing his head sullenly.

After a while, the old thing lay on the ground, sniffing and feeling the smell of something burning, faintly with a fragrance.

The old thing sniffed vigorously, "It's kind of like a chicken," the old thing sniffed twice more, "No." ”

After saying that, the old thing immediately got up and looked at the roasted old hen, hurriedly rolled in front of the roast chicken, and quickly turned the roast chicken and roasted it, "My little ancestor, Master, I haven't eaten for a day, you want to starve me to death." Starve me to death, but you have to eat it yourself. ”

Chang An was still holding his knees, his head down, ignoring the old thing.

Seeing that Chang'an ignored him, the old thing was a little puzzled, and comforted: "What's the matter, little Chang'an, don't you want to eat roast chicken, Master will catch fish for you." ”

Chang'an was gently pushed twice by the old thing, but still ignored the old thing and turned to the side.

Seeing that something was not quite right in Chang'an, the old thing thought that something must be unhappy, and hurriedly comforted: "In two days, we will pass through the Grand Canyon of Yinshan and arrive at Daqian, haven't you always wanted to see the Tianmen River, which is several times more magnificent than the Great River?"

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Chang'an said loudly with a slight cry: "Old thing, why do you say we have to come out, it's not good to have our own grass hut in the mountains to shelter from the wind and rain, and we don't have to worry about food in the mountains, let alone spend money! It's still winter, and you're still wearing a tattered jacket. My father and mother died early, and now there is only one relative like you who is not a relative, you say that you are so old, what if you really freeze to death in this ice and snow, I am really an orphan that no one wants. I'm not afraid of hunger, I'm not afraid of cold, I'm not afraid of being ridiculed, but I'm afraid of old things, and you won't wake up if you fall asleep. Old thing, I won't practice swordsmanship anymore, I won't be your apprentice anymore, and I won't be a swordsman hero, okay, let's go home. ”

The old thing inadvertently showed a pleased smile on his face, but Chang'an didn't see it, and then he didn't know where the old thing took out two ingots of ten taels of silver and shook it in front of Chang'an: "Little Chang'an, look, what is this, does the master seem to be a person who is short of money?"

Chang'an, who saw the silver ingot, immediately stood up and snatched it from the old thing's hand, put it in his mouth and bit it, "Really?"

After speaking, Chang An didn't forget to touch the tears in the corners of his eyes.

The old thing tore off a chicken leg and bit it, shaking his head: "That's not it, Master can't lie to you, you still have to learn sword from me!"

Chang An looked at the silver ingot in his hand, then at the old thing, and immediately stuffed the silver ingot in his hand into the old thing's arms, pouted and sat down like a deflated ball.

The old thing had chicken thighs in his mouth, and he suddenly became anxious, and touched Chang'an's head, "What's wrong, little Chang'an, the fever burned out my brain." ”

Chang'an slapped the old thing's hand and said, "Old thing, didn't we say okay, we only steal food, not money." Where did you steal the silver, quickly return it to others, and if you lose so much money, they must be in a hurry. My parents taught me since I was a child that I can't do things that hurt nature and reason, what if this money is someone's life-saving money? ”

Chang An said angrily to the old thing, you can't let the master be the bad guy who hurts people.

The old thing laughed dumbly, it turned out that it was because of this!

"Good apprentice, you can misunderstand, this is the master's own money, the master is so old that he used to save by selling herbs, and he has never been willing to use it. ”

"Really?"

"It's more true than pearls, how can Master lie to you. ”

"Then why are you only taking it out now?"

"Originally, I kept it, and the master wanted to ask for your daughter-in-law in the future, but didn't you say that you were penniless, so the master took it out, this is the master's baby bump, which is more precious than you. The old thing looked very distressed.

Chang'an's face was slightly red when the old thing said, "If you want to be a daughter-in-law, Master, you can buy clothes to wear and drink." ”

I remembered that when Master was in the mountains before, he always drank some small wine made from medicinal herbs and wild fruits, and now he hasn't drunk it for almost a year, but he has no money and can't honor the old things.

Thinking of drinking, the old thing's tongue licked his lips, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and said, "That...... What's wrong with that daughter-in-law. ”

Chang'an's face was like a red-hot tong, and he snorted: "I'm still young, and I'll save money to find a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

The old thing laughed, took two silver ingots and gestured: "That's it, one let's buy new clothes to wear, and the other I'll drink, you eat delicious." ”

"No?" Chang'an snatched a silver ingot and held it in his arms.

The old thing is about to scratch its ears and cheeks, "Why can't it be done again?"

Chang'an whispered: "Old things, one is enough for us to buy clothes and food, save money along the way, have the opportunity to earn some more money, and the other has to be kept." ”

The old thing was confused: "What are you doing with it, is it possible that this thing can still lay cubs like a chicken?"

Chang'an glared at the old thing and said: "You are so old, why don't you think about yourself, in case the old thing burps one day, I have to keep this money for you as a coffin book, otherwise how ugly it is." ”

The old thing was embarrassed, and said helplessly: "But you don't need so much, what about ten taels of silver......

Chang'an looked like you couldn't control it, "Buy it! Buy that Jin Nan or something, gilded it." ”

The old thing smiled dumbly and said, "Okay, okay, listen to you, come and eat, if you don't eat it again, I'll eat a chicken leg later." ”

Chang'an hurriedly took the silver ingot in his arms, pounced on it at once, tore off the chicken legs, gobbled it up, the corners of his mouth and hands were full of oil, obviously hungry.

The old thing watched Chang'an gnaw on the chicken legs, and the smile on his face was very happy, although his face was covered with traces of time, but it was not gloomy.

Since the old thing saw Chang'an for the first time, he exclaimed that God loves him, and he has sent himself such a sword training embryo, born with a sword heart. After many years, the old thing never thought that he would finally find a successor who satisfied him.

So in the first year, the old things went to the mountains to pick rare old medicines to lay a good foundation for Chang'an. But it is not enough to have a sword heart, the old thing decided to take Chang'an to travel to the red dust and sharpen the sword heart, no matter what, Chang'an must always maintain a pure heart, and when it reaches a certain level, the old thing will teach Chang'an to practice swords.

A year down to now, the old thing is very satisfied with Chang'an, impeccable, really like looking at his own grandson, just wait for the time to be ripe in the future, let Chang'an become a real swordsman. The old thing's expectations for Chang'an are definitely very high, and maybe he will be a sword immortal in the future.

Thinking about it, the old thing was about to laugh out loud.

"Old thing, what do you think, your saliva is going to flow out. Chang'an saw the old thing smiling stupidly, unscrewed the chicken butt and stuffed it into the old thing's mouth.

The old thing chewed a few times, "It's so fragrant." ”

"No, chicken butt is a must. Chang An said while pulling the chicken wings.

The old thing gave a thumbs up, "I know that it's good for the teacher, by the way, apprentice, how about teaching you sword practice for the teacher today?"

"No time, no study. Chang'an nibbled on chicken wings and said vaguely.

"It's real this time, I don't lie to you. The old thing said with a sincere face.

"Really?"

"I don't lie to you, it's a puppy to lie. ”

"That's it, I'll learn. ”

"Shouting, Master!"

"Well...... Master. ”

"Ah, my son. ”

After speaking, I saw the old thing take a branch, follow the devil, and slash and wave it indiscriminately, no different from the four or five-year-old children in the village.

The old thing asked Chang'an while waving it: "Look at the peerless swordsmanship of the teacher, the next move is the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers." ”

Chang An patted his head helplessly, and learned the martial arts people to hold their fists with their left hand and right hand and said: "Master's swordsmanship is really amazing, invincible in the world, don't say that at this time, even the gods in the sky have to retreat when they see such swordsmanship." ”

Hearing this, the old thing carried the right hand of the branch behind his back, "It's not a loss to be my good apprentice, his eyes are like a torch, and he will definitely be a swordsman who is famous in the future." ”

Chang'an glanced at him and said, "Old thing, if you don't come to eat the old hen, I'll eat it up." ”

"Hey, hey, here, here. ”

But who knows, just this old man who pretends to be crazy and stupid to make his apprentices happy, and is called an old thing by his apprentices, even Li Xuanzhang, the emperor of Nanshu, has to retreat when he sees it.