Beiluocheng is a small city near the north, which was once invaded by the Northern Barbarians and has been recovered for three years, so this place is prosperous. There is a small sect in the city, called Fubeimen, the master of the martial arts realm is not high, his name is Li Wudang, and he is a Vajra martial artist. However, due to the reconquest of lost land with the army that year, it has a small reputation here. And because the local county lord is his brother-in-law, it can be said that the local pheasant climbs the phoenix, and he is arrogant if he does not fly.

And a year ago, a young man came to the door, worshipping Li Wudang as a teacher. Li Wudang first received a lot of money for his apprentices, and then asked his disciples to serve him for a year. During the apprentice's apprenticeship, Li Wudang beat and scolded, and did not treat the disciples in the door as human beings at all.

And this young man has red hair and black face, and he is blind in one eye. When he entered the door, Li Wudang glanced at the young man with a teacup, and felt unlucky looking at his appearance.

"Where are you from?" asked Li Wudang slowly.

The young man was expressionless and replied, "North." ”

For the north, Li Wudang is only regarded as a northern refugee, after all, although the current saint has sent an army to recover the lost territory for three years, the northern barbarians are hunting everywhere, and they are inexhaustible and harassing the people. Presumably, this teenager also escaped by luck.

"If you want to worship me as a teacher, are you ready?"

The young man untied the package behind him and put it on the table, Li Wudang saw that the young man was dressed ordinarily, pinched his fingers and opened the package, and then he was overjoyed, and the package turned out to be a silver tael of white flowers. He couldn't help but look at the young man, he didn't know where such a down-and-out young man got so much money.

"Well, the silver taels are enough, but I want to ask, so many silver taels, can they be clean?"

"Clean. "The boy spoke concisely and to the point, without superfluous nonsense.

"In that case, I will accept you as an apprentice, and you will do odd jobs in the door in the future, and if you have time, I will teach you kung fu. Six sons!six sons!" Li Wudang shouted twice outside the door.

A thin young man ran in from outside the door, his face was pockmarked, and as soon as he entered the room, he nodded his head: "Master, what do you call the apprentice?"

Li Wudang pointed at the young man: "This is Master's newly accepted apprentice, and he will be your little junior disciple in the future." You take him out and tell him what to do in the future?"

"Yes, Master. Liuzi looked at the young man, and he asked with a smile, "Little junior brother, what is your name?"

Li Wudang didn't have time to ask his name, he was lighting the silver taels, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"Brute teeth. ”

"Brute teeth. The name of the little junior brother is a little special, come with me. The sixth son saw Li Wudang's appearance, lest he disturb his "Yaxing". When the time comes, it will inevitably be beaten.

Bringing the barbarian to the courtyard, the sixth son said to him: "This is the place where the master taught us to practice martial arts, and there is the room, I used to work alone, and in the future, our brothers and sisters will be together." By the way, we live in this room. By the way, junior brother, senior brother came half a year earlier than you, I have something to tell you, behind is where the master and the master live, you can't go, if you annoy the master, it's just a beating, if you annoy the master, it will be hungry for seven days. Now, the brothers and sisters are all working for the master in the fields, and they only return at night. Follow me now. ”

"When will I be able to learn martial arts. The brute looked at the six sons.

Liuzi scratched his head: "Other senior brothers can, the two of us, I'm afraid not, the food for so many people, as well as the cleaning in the courtyard, have to be the two of us, I'm afraid there is no time from morning to night." But we can watch from the sidelines. ”

The brute's mouth was closed, and he was speechless.

As the sixth son said, every day the sixth son woke him up and began to cook on the fire, and after the other brothers got up, after eating, Li Wudang began to teach martial arts. And the sixth son and the manya began to clean the yard, and when it was almost noon, he had to cook with the sixth son, and the other brothers and sisters went to work in the field after eating, while the sixth son and he still had to continue to clean, and wait for the brothers to come back in order to prepare meals.

The sixth son was used to it, and Manya'er was lying on the bed, looking at the full moon outside the window, unable to sleep for a long time, he touched his eyes. Dressed and walked to the courtyard, according to the kung fu taught by Li Wudang during the day, he practiced alone.

Wait until the day is about to dawn, then go back to the house to take a nap, and like this, half a year has passed.

One day, Li Wudang was teaching his disciples martial arts. I saw the brute teeth sweeping the floor on the side.

"Brute, come here. ”

Manya put down the broom in his hand and walked over.

Li Wudang said to the disciples in the courtyard: "Recently, there have been rumors in the door, saying that it is useless to teach your martial arts as a teacher. This is your little junior brother, who has been here for half a year, and you must have become acquainted with each other. You junior disciples haven't learned a single and a half moves until now. Now you can play with him and see if it is useful for the teacher to teach you. ”

Hearing Li Wudang's words, all the disciples stepped aside one after another.

"Who's the first to come? ”

The disciples in the courtyard glanced at each other, and one of the disciples clenched his fists: "Master, the disciple will come first." ”

"Okay, but since you are brothers, you are only more than moves, and you must not hurt others. ”

The disciple remembered. ”

When the sixth son looked at the young man, he was worried about the brute. This is their senior brother, who has been studying martial arts for the longest time. On weekdays, no one is his opponent, but today's brute tooth can be regarded as a bad luck. I had to see if I could secretly boil two eggs for him at night to replenish his body.

"Little junior brother, please!" the young man raised his hand and motioned for the brute to make the first move.

And the brute's eyes were cold, and he didn't move when he stood still.

When the young man saw the appearance of the brute teeth, he was angry in his heart, and not long after he first started, he dared to despise himself so much.

"Since the junior brother doesn't make a move, the senior brother will be offended. As he spoke, he took a stance, rushed to Manya'er in a few steps, and punched Manya'er's lower abdomen.

Manya'er was still expressionless, and grabbed the young man's wrist, the young man was slightly stunned, and wanted to break free, but he couldn't, and his hand was still grabbed by Manya'er.

Looking at the emaciated body of the brute, the young man didn't know where his strength came from.

The other disciples on the side were talking to each other, and the young man was anxious, and raised his leg to kick Manyaer, but Manya still didn't move.

The young man no longer cared about the number of moves, his fists and feet were on the same page, and his brute teeth were as steady as Mount Tai, so he grabbed the young man's hand like that.

Li Wudang, who was originally drinking tea leisurely, choked and coughed a few times, and he winked at the brute teeth, originally this was a good show staged by him and his eldest apprentice.

Because recently, the disciples in the sect have been talking about Li Wudang, saying that he is only trying to earn money for his apprentices, and he is not worthy of his name. His eldest apprentice told Li Wudang about the matter. He came up with this plan just to stop his disciple's mouth. But he didn't expect that he had already picked a disciple who seemed to be the easiest to deal with, how could such a scene occur?

But Manya glanced at Li Wudang, turned his head to look at the young man again, suddenly grinned, twisted his wrist, the young man screamed, and his arm was broken. Manya'er didn't plan to stop there, he raised his leg and kicked the young man away, the young man covered his chest and pointed at Manyaer: "You ......" Before he finished speaking, the person fainted.

Seeing the disciples in the courtyard pointing at the young man, Li Wudang was furious and slapped the table: "Bastard! Have you forgotten what I said just now, it is only a move, and you are not allowed to hurt anyone." You dare to kill your brother. With that, he walked up to Manya'er and slapped Manya'er in the face.

Manya looked at Li Wudang and didn't say anything.

Li Wudang snorted coldly: "Count your acquaintance, come here, take your senior brother for healing." And you!" Li Wudang pointed to the brute: "Today, I read for the master that you came to the door not long ago, and it was also the first offense, and you were punished for thinking about it, and you were not allowed to eat for seven days, and the sixth son, take him to the firewood room, no one can give him anything to eat without my orders." ”

The sixth son hurriedly ran over and pulled the brute away. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Manya'er: "Fortunately, this time the master is not too angry, and just punished you for thinking about it for seven days." ”

Seeing that Manya'er lowered his head and didn't speak, Liuzi thought he was afraid, but Liuzi saw that there was no one around, and whispered to him: "Don't be afraid, I will leave you some food every day, and I won't let you go hungry." ”

In the middle of the night, the door of the firewood room was opened, and Liuzi walked in cautiously, took out two steamed buns from his arms, and handed them to Manyaer, who looked at the moon outside the window and ignored Liuzi, Liuzi sighed and put the steamed buns beside Manyaer: "Eat quickly, don't let others find out." Then he cautiously left.

Manya'er glanced at the steamed bun in hand, swallowed a steamed bun in a few bites, and then got up with the steamed bun in his hand and kicked the chai door open.

He looked at the night sky, where the clouds covered the moon, and then walked to the backyard.

Li Wudang was still asleep, and suddenly felt that his face was wet, and he reached out to wipe it, and a bloody breath came into his nose, after all, he was also a martial artist who had been on the battlefield, and sat up immediately.

"I advise you not to act rashly. ”

"What person!" Li Wudang saw a figure sitting at the table in the room, but the moonlight was too dark for him to see clearly.

"I've been in the beginners for half a year, and I can't even tell the sound, your King Kong realm is really in vain. ”

"Barbarian Tooth?" Li Wudang heard that it was Manyaer, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart: "You haven't thought about it in the firewood room, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

"You can see it yourself. ”

The moonlight gradually brightened, and Li Wudang saw that Manya'er was holding a steamed bun and gnawing on it, and the steamed bun had become blood red. Looking at the table again, a head was his wife, Li Wudang hurriedly looked back, and the lady lying next to him was only a headless corpse.

"You!" Li Wudang was so grief-stricken that he jumped out of bed and rushed to Manya'er, the blood steamed bun in Manya'er's hand was thrown into Li Wudang's face, Li Wudang reached out to block it, Manya'er dodged, and came to Li Wudang's back, with his five fingers together, piercing Li Wudang's chest.

Li Wudang's eyes widened in disbelief, and blood spurted out of his mouth: "You... King Kong Realm. ”

"This is the Vajra Realm? ”

"Since... You have... So skilled, for... Why do you still worship me as a teacher?" Li Wudang's throat was full of blood, and his speech was slurred.

Manya'er was expressionless: "Half a year ago, I didn't know anything. You didn't really teach me, but you learned a lot from watching from the sidelines. Now that you have nothing left to teach me, then you can die. ”

With that, Manya pulled out his arm, then picked up the blood steamed buns on the ground and walked out of the door.

"Young master. A rough voice came, and behind the barbarian stood a hairy man in a wolf's skin, who looked a little similar to Yan Zhuohu.

"Yan Zhuolang, find me a sect in the Huang Ting Realm, I want to learn martial arts. Manya said slowly.

"My subordinates have already looked for one. ”

Manya'er nodded: "By the way, is there any news from Yan Zhuohu?"

"There's already news from the eldest brother's side, but that's it. ”

"But what?" asked the brute in a cold voice.

Yan Zhuolang replied: "It's just that the young man named Thirteen who the young master is looking for is now missing, and even the Yama Palace is looking for him." ”

Manya'er tightly held the blood steamed bun in his hand and crushed it: "Tell Yan Zhuohu that as soon as you have any news about him, tell me immediately." ”

"Yes, there's one more thing. ”

"Say it quickly. "The brute is clearly running out of patience.

"Five hundred sabers have been delivered, I don't know how to distribute them among the tribes?"

Manya'er threw the blood steamed bun in his hand on the ground: "Give those old things first, but you tell them, don't think that you can do anything with a few sabers, and hide honestly." ”

"Yes. ”

Yan Zhuolang disappeared in place, and brute teeth touched his eyes: "Thirteen, we will meet soon." ”