Youzhou Town Martial Division.

A middle-aged man with melancholy eyes, who seemed to hide countless stories, was emaciated, and looked like a bamboo pole from a distance, standing on the martial arts arena full of sand with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the child in front of him who had already tied up the horse in an orderly manner, and was constantly punching forward.

This child was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was wearing a gray practice uniform that was obviously changed, but it still looked a little wide, pursed his mouth, his expression was very serious, and he punched one punch after another, with a board and eyes, although he was not very old, he already had a bit of the momentum of a martial artist.

Suddenly, the man stepped forward and grabbed the young man's wrist, who stopped the rhythm of his punching, raised his head, and looked at the middle-aged man with a puzzled face, obviously not knowing what he had done wrong.

Lao Xin's expression and tone were very serious, and he opened his mouth to educate the child: "Dust boy, remember, in the fight between life and death, the number of punches you can make is limited, if you can't knock down the other party as soon as possible in a limited number of times, then the one who dies will be you, didn't the sixth child teach you the acupuncture points of the human body, which are the death points of people, do you remember?"

However, Li Qingchen, who had just turned six, was so trained by Lao Xin that he lowered his head directly, but he still nodded lightly, indicating that he knew, but then he muttered a little sadly: "Lao Xin, why do you have to fight with people, why do you have to divide life and death, why do you 。。。。。。 ”

Before he finished speaking, Lao Xin had already sealed Li Qingchen's mouth with a finger, and his face was also a little helpless, because he himself understood that many of the truths that they took for granted as adults would be too cruel for them if they were taught to children too early.

But he can't help it, because there are some cruel truths, it's not that if you don't teach it, it won't exist.

"In fact, many times, it's not that we have to fight to the death, but this world is like this, Lao Xin asked you, does the dust boy think he is a good person?"

For a child who has just turned six, this question is actually difficult to answer, Li Qingchen stretched out his hand, scratched his head, and replied with some hesitation: "I, I, I don't know." ”

Lao Xin sighed softly, and secretly said that he was really not suitable for reasoning with a child, so he had to point to himself and ask, "Does that dust boy think Lao Xin is a good person?"

At this time, Li Qingchen nodded heavily without hesitation, and said loudly: "It's a good person, Lao Xin is a good person, the dust boy knows, it was Lao Xin that you picked up the dust boy from the outside, and not only the dust boy knows that Lao Xin is a good person, even those aunts also say that Lao Xin is a good person." ”

Hearing Lao Xin, who was quite happy in the first half, his face suddenly turned dark, because he knew that the "aunts" that Li Qingchen said in his mouth were actually ordinary people living near Youzhou Division, and it was true that those old girls liked children, but Lao Xin knew better what they meant to him, so the more he thought about it, the more strange it became.

However, the things that should be educated still have to be well educated, so he said: "In fact, Lao Xin himself doesn't know whether he is a good person or not, but Lao Xin knows one thing, only when there are more good people in this world, the better the world will be, and Lao Xin's duty is to try to let more good people live, so Lao Xin sometimes has to kill those bad people, because Lao Xin knows that good people always can't fight bad people, at this time, we need to take action." ”

Li Qingchen lowered his little head, not knowing what he was thinking, Lao Xin was distressed, and patted his head gently, his expression looked very embarrassed.

"In fact, everyone wants to send you to the school, practice martial arts, they all know that this road is not easy to walk, but there is no way, we are in Youzhou, where you can only be bullied when you study, Lao Xin and they also want to send you to Chang'an, but the people of Chang'an City, arrogant, the scholars in Youzhou have never been treated by them, everyone is afraid that you will be bullied, you know, those scholars, once they harm people, they can be more ruthless than our martial arts practice. ”

The civil officials of the imperial court, in fact, are mostly from the Jiangnan area, those Jiangnan scholars who have been in the peak of literary style since ancient times and have inherited in an orderly manner, have always looked down on the scholars on their side.

"What's wrong with practicing martial arts. ”

The monkey with an unusually long upper limb grabbed a peach that had just been "bought" from the market in one hand, and his steps were light, and he walked over on the spot, wiped a larger peach on the inner lining of his clothes, and handed it to Li Qingchen, and said, "Let's go to the rivers and lakes, happy and revenge, whether we are unreasonable depends on our mood, I don't know how many times more comfortable than the one who reads, don't think about this, dust boy, grow up quickly, the monkey daddy will take you to Chang'an to see the Oiran, that taste, keep you after you wake up, forget all your troubles!"

"Go, go!"

Lao Xin waved his hand, and said in a very dissatisfied tone: "If you instill these things with the dust boy, don't blame me for doing it." ”

The monkey pursed his lips, obviously very dissatisfied with Lao Xin's attitude, but the difference in strength was there, so in the end he didn't say anything, just greeted Li Qingchen and said: "Dust boy, don't practice first, it's time to eat, after eating, the person surnamed Wei will help you boil your muscles." ”

Speaking of this, Li Qingchen immediately hugged Lao Xin's thigh and said miserably: "Lao Xin, I'm afraid." ”

"Don't say you're afraid, I'm afraid when I look at the surname Wei. The monkey took a bite of the sweet and juicy peach, and then said, "But ah, our Wusi of Youzhou Town, except for Lord Wudu, he is the only one who is the most qualified to help you dredge the meridians and boil your muscles and bones, he has the secret recipe of the master, we can't accept it." ”

Lao Xin put one hand around Li Qingchen's little head, bent down, and asked with a pleasant face, "What are you afraid of?"

Li Qingchen had fear for the future in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid that one day, everyone will be gone." ”

This time, even the monkey, who has always been the best at gagging, couldn't help but fall silent, because even he couldn't say that they would never die, in fact, six years have passed, this child has sent away a lot of people, and it is pointless to lie to him.

Lao Xin naturally understood this truth, so after thinking about it seriously, he cheered up: "That dust boy will grow up quickly, and one day, when you are stronger than everyone else, we people will be able to retire with peace of mind." ”

Li Qingchen showed an embarrassed expression, obviously not confident in himself.

"I, I'm afraid I can't do it, Daddy Monkey said, he is an invincible opponent in Yizhou, I feel bored to come to our Youzhou, I'm only six years old this year, when will I become so powerful." ”

Lao Xin raised his head and glanced at the monkey beside him, who could only turn his head to the other side with a flushed face, not embarrassed to speak at all.

"It's okay, the dads are very good, they can take care of themselves, don't worry about the dust boy. ”

Let Li Qingchen learn martial arts, that is so that he can have the ability to protect himself when he grows up, because Lao Xin knows that he, and others, will die one day, and no one can protect this child for a lifetime, he can only protect himself, but he doesn't want this child to carry such a heavy burden at such a young age, this kind of entanglement and hesitation may be the gentleness of this man.

The panicked monkey kept urging, "Let's go, it's time to eat." ”

Martial artists consume a huge amount every day, three meals a day are inevitable, many martial artists at night, have to add food, now is the dinner time of the Youzhou Division, as long as the people who stay in the division, they will basically appear.

Li Qingchen jumped and followed Lao Xin and the monkey to the place to eat, this is also the happiest time for him every day, he doesn't need to practice martial arts hard, and he doesn't need to let Daddy Wei Tuo help him boil his muscles and bones and endure that kind of torture, so he likes to eat very much, and only when he eats is when he can escape from all this.

A long table, both sides are already full of people, the innermost center of the seat belonging to Lord Wudu, even if no one has ever appeared, but no one has ever thought of touching it, and even someone wipes it every day, saving dust, the table is already full of food, basically meat, few vegetables and fruits.

Freshly cooked large pieces of mutton, sprinkled with salt, stacks of white buns, boiled fragrant mutton soup, and lamb haggis added to it, this is the food they eat most often.

Lao Xin and the monkey went inside, because the qualifications of the two of them were very old, and the accumulated merits were also high, so they could sit inside, Li Qingchen could naturally only sit at the end, but he was not timid, after all, the people on both sides raised him, even if they were not as close as Lao Xin, but they were the same as ordinary relatives.

"Dust boy, just came back from the martial arts arena?"

The one who spoke was the rabbit master, because he was born with a three-petal mouth, and his speech was leaky, he was called so, but he was happy to accept it, he usually didn't like to speak, and when he saw Li Qingchen, he would ask two sentences enthusiastically, when Li Qingchen often wet the bed a few years ago, he was basically helping to operate.

Li Qingchen nodded with a smile, touched his stomach that had been deflated, and was about to reach out to grab the white bun on the table, break it and throw it in the haggis soup, but he was beaten on the back of his hand and quickly retracted it.

"Why don't you wash your hands and teach you the rules?"

Li Qingchen turned his head, next to him who likes to wear a high crown, surnamed Cui, he came when he was three years old, I heard Lao Xin say that when he was young, he was originally a scholar, but as a result, something happened at home, and the lawsuit failed, but he was beaten badly, no way, learn martial arts to take revenge, and somehow afterwards, he fell into their Youzhou Division, and he didn't get along with everyone, and even Li Qingchen hated him, because he was tired enough to practice martial arts on weekdays, and he was even more afraid to think about it, but the most boring thing was that he had to be forced to teach him to read and write and read sage books。