"Tell me about kendo you know. The dirty beggar-like old man asked the immature child about ten years old next to him. It's a bit shocking that this kind of problem arises between these two people.

"Kendo..."The child's little face had some freckles and dirt on it, showing a healthy red, and he was thinking with small but very aura eyes at the moment, "Grandpa liked to play Tai Chi and practice Tai Chi when he was alive, but the wooden sword at home was gone, as if it was accidentally cut by his father to burn the fire." The child's words were unscrupulous, causing everyone to laugh.

The old man didn't laugh, he thought about it matter-of-factly, but his hand clasped the flesh between his teeth, and then put it in his mouth to suck, touching his beard and smacking his lips with relish, "Taiji Sword and Taijiquan are born in the same vein, it is said that it was created by an immortal, and then passed into the world. ”

The child listened attentively, but some people in the crowd around him laughed and said: "Cripple Liu! What storyteller did you hear the story from? Fooling other people's children's food?

When Liu lame heard this, his face was flushed, and he sat down and replied, "What... What a fool, I'm teaching him advanced swordsmanship! This kid was six years old, and there was scarlet blood on the top of his head rushing out to connect the sky, if it wasn't for the old man, I would have sealed it in time, and I would have been hit by five thunders!"

He waved his hand, and then said:

"Besides, when he was six years old, I took him as an apprentice for three years, and there is no merit and hard work! What happened to the apprentice who took some food at home to honor the master? It is reasonable, but I don't blame you fools in the poor countryside for not understanding the etiquette. ”

"Then you are really so powerful, last month climbed the wall to peek at the widow Wang taking a bath, how did you fall off the wall, and was chased to the end of the village by the dog at the head of the village?" The speaker is a young man, not bitter and mean, but in such a border town far away from the hustle and bustle, people are self-sufficient, life is comfortable and boring, there is such a chattering homeless man to make fun of, and it is also a bit fun to come back from farm work one day.

"Zhang Monkey! Don't be mean to the old man again! The old man sees that the clouds are shrouded in your Yin Hall, I'm afraid that his fate will change! Find the old man within a day, maybe the old man can show you the way!"

Moyo was ashamed to change the subject after the matter was revealed, and everyone laughed and left.

"Alas, ordinary people are not in heaven's will. ”

The wind blew, and his rag coat floated lightly, as if it really had a bit of fairy spirit, and the child was fascinated for a while.

The child's name is Chen Feng, and he is the only son of Chen Hu, the only butcher in the village. His son Chen Hu is a well-known figure in the village, with a strong body and great strength, and has been killing pigs all his life since he was sixteen years old.

Killing pigs is not a simple job, physical strength and technology are indispensable, catching pigs and slaughtering pigs, three or four adults may not be busy to survive. Chen Hu is powerful, one person and one knife, and his hands and feet are nimble. Hold down the pig's head, hold the pig's neck, raise the knife in your hand, and let the blood and cut the meat. The people in the village knew his ability, and the work in the village was also handed over to him to do, and his family gradually became richer, after all, one person took the wages of three or four people, and did it better.

"You can't get rich if you don't want to. He said it himself.

However, he had no heirs for a long time, and the fortune teller said that he made a living by killing, and that his evil spirit was too heavy, and he was in retribution. But fortunately, when he was forty years old, he was happy to have a son, that is, Chen Feng, this child was born stupid, Mr. Teaching did not teach, Chen Hu asked him to study, he sat at the window every day to listen, although stupid, but diligent. However, after studying for a few years, he still doesn't know a single big word, and Chen Hu is helpless, but no matter how stupid he is, he is also an only son, so he naturally loves him and will meet any requirements.

Once he saw his father killing pigs, he said that he wanted to learn. Chen Hu is because he is still young, and secondly, because of what the fortune teller said, he hopes that the child can go out to study and test for fame or something after reading some books, instead of making a living with a pig-killing knife like himself, so that he will not have a grandson to hold in the future.

However, Chen Feng is a stubborn temper, and he has to do everything to the end, like a cow, just like he reads. So his nickname is Chen Sanniu, because the shape of Sanhefeng is similar. In the end, his father couldn't resist him, and gave him a yellowed nameless broken book, saying that it was his own pig-killing knife method. Chen Sanniu was ecstatic after getting this "knife book" whose name could not be found in the elegant hall, and every day in addition to going to the school on time to listen to Mr. talk about what is known is what is known, he is in the yard with a short wooden knife that his father carefully sharpened for him, practicing the so-called pig-killing knife method.

Chen Hu thought that even if his son grew up and didn't know a single word, he would earn this family business by himself, which would be enough for Chen Sanniu to take a daughter-in-law, so he let him grow freely and wildly. Men, as long as the body is strong, there is nothing that cannot be carried and nothing that cannot be defeated.

Just like himself.

However, when Chen Hu was five years old, a down-and-out middle-aged man came to the village, lame with a leg, saying that he came from exile, and it happened that the fortune teller in the village died, and he didn't count his death day. The people of these small places, not to say that they are superstitious, prefer to believe in these things. But at the beginning, someone asked him to calculate, and later found that this sloppy middle-aged man lived a rather disorderly life, climbed the wall to watch the bath, and stole melons in the vegetable field A lot. Fortunately, the people of this village called Luoxing Village are not strong, and the villagers are very simple and kind, thinking that he is a foreigner who lives here, and does not drive him out, but the number of people who come to tell fortunes gradually decreases, and there are only a few in the last week.

When Chen Sanniu was five years old, his mother took him to the temple to ask this gentleman to calculate his fate, but the result was uncountable, this sloppy gentleman's eyes lit up, saying that Chen Sanniu was a genius in the sky, and he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, teach him to learn swords, and have the ability to pass through the sky in the future.

But she said that her mother was stunned, not to mention that Chen Sanniu is an idiot, even if he is a martial arts wizard, how can you, a sloppy Mr. who is idle and immodest all day long, teach?

His mother was so frightened that she pulled up Chen Sanniu and was about to leave, but this Chen Sanniu was quite rare This man, who was like a river, listened to Chen Sanniu, who had always spoken little, with relish.

His mother disagreed, but since then, the relationship between Chen Sanniu and Liu Cripple has heated up rapidly, and Liu Cripple told Chen Sanniu some anecdotes that he had never heard of, talking about that Kua's father day by day, Jingwei reclamation, Chen Sanniu listened to it fascinated, so he brought Liu Cripple some meat at home to open meat, and the days passed day by day.