That night

Xing Feng's family

Inside the hospital

A one-armed middle-aged man stands in the middle of the courtyard, with an enamel teapot and a bamboo cup on a square wooden bench. A child of five or six years old stood in front of the man.

"Dad, what's the matter with you calling Feng'er out so late. Xing Feng was worried for a while, and he was still worried about the things during the day, and his father was going to punish him now. Although he has his grandfather to protect him, in his impression, his grandfather is very busy and often can't shelter him.

In fact, this is not to blame Xing Feng for being timid, Xing Feng has been strictly educated by his father since he was a child, with three outlines and five constants, ethics and morality, and literacy. His father was strict with him, and once he did a little badly, he would be severely punished by his father, like stretching out his hand and beating him with rattan is the lightest. However, Xing Feng is also too naughty, and under such high-pressure management by his father, he often causes trouble, either stealing the eggs of the Lao Li family, or playing with fire with the stove of the Lao Huang family.

After all, because he has a long scar on his face, basically no one is friends with him, and everyone generally avoids him or bullies him. Because the father is one-armed, and the son was stabbed in the face again, the neighbors all think that these two fathers and sons are not good people, plus Xing Tianyi is a simple person, rarely communicates with people, and seems to be withdrawn, the same is also implicated in his son, so Xing Feng wants to do something to attract everyone's attention and recognition, he is eager to make friends, but it backfires. So his father often beat and scolded him for this, but he still knew that his father loved him, because he saw that his father was missing an arm, and he also had a long scar on his face, and he had no mother. With his intelligent talent, he already understood at a young age that his father was by no means an ordinary person, looking at his father's decadence, and standing in front of the window every night of contemplation and sighing, he also understood his father's difficulties and inner pain. Although he knew this, although he was worried about his father, although he wanted to know where his mother was, and why he had a scar on his face, why his father was missing an arm, he really had too many questions to ask, but he didn't ask. He knew that he was still young, and if he asked, his father would not tell him, and it would remind his father of sad things, so he pretended to be carefree every day, not saying or asking, he thought, one day his father would tell him.

"Feng'er, you're over six years old this year, and there are some things that you should know. Xing Tianyi looked up at the sky and said with a light sigh.

When Xing Feng heard this, he instantly remembered the conversation between his father and his grandfather during the day, but although his face did not show it, he stared at his father with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see through his father. Today's father said such things to him in such a situation and in such a tone, which made his little heart full of anticipation, and he could no longer hide his emotions. Is my father going to tell me? Xing Feng thought excitedly.

Xing Tianyi lowered his head and looked at his son, when he saw his son's expression, he was stunned, he smiled dumbly, picked up his hand, clenched his fist, and knocked on Xing Feng's head, and scolded with a smile: "What, I haven't seen your father, do you want to eat your father!"

Xing Feng covered his head with both hands and looked at his father with a bitter face.

"Haha, you kid. Okay, let's stop making a fuss and get down to business. At this time, Xing Tianyi had secretly made up his mind.

"Feng'er, Dad originally wanted you to live an ordinary life like an ordinary person, and didn't want you to get involved in the disputes of the previous generation or even the rivers and lakes, but now it seems that all this will be a luxury. Xing Tianyi paused and continued: "You are talented and intelligent, now your father will tell you about the situation in the world, you must keep it in mind." The world is the world of the imperial court, but the rivers and lakes are living in the world in an alternative way. Jianghu affairs are solved by their own Jianghu people, and the imperial court generally rarely intervenes, and it is difficult to intervene. The rivers and lakes are divided into seven righteous schools and three evil sects, and the seven righteous schools are: Motuo Temple, Liuyun Pavilion, Baihuamen, Kongtong Sect, Chaoxianmen, Chiyanzong, Qishanling, among which Motuo Temple and Liuyun Pavilion are the leaders. The evil sects have Jiuxiao Gate, Qinggui Lake, and Netherworld Valley, among which Jiuxiao Gate is the leader. The seven righteous factions unite with each other to fight against the three evil sects. Among them, there is even a behemoth that surpasses these ten sects-the Vientiane Sect! The strongest sect has a peerless divine weapon-the Torture Spirit Sword! However, this sect does not care about matters and rarely interferes in the affairs of the rivers and lakes. But if you see people from the Vientiane Sect in the future, you must be careful, try not to offend, the people of the Vientiane Sect will have a Tai Chi pattern tattooed on the cuffs, it is easy to detect, remember to remember!" Maybe it was too much, Xing Tianyi had a dry mouth, picked up the teapot from the square stool next to him, poured a cup of water into the cup, took a sip of the cup, quietly looked at the moon reflected in the cup, and did not continue.

He thinks that it is not easy for a six-year-old child to accept so many things at once, and he wants to give the child some time, let the child digest it well, and think about how to talk to him about the next thing.

But a sudden question interrupted his train of thought and startled his heart.

"Dad, do you have anything to do with the Red Yan Sect?" Xing Feng suddenly asked.

Xing Tianyi's hand holding the cup shook slightly, and a little tea spilled on the ground. He looked at Xing Feng deeply and said in a deep voice, "Why do you suddenly ask that?"

"Because, because almost every night I can see my father in front of the window, meditating in the direction of the Chiyan Sect. Xing Feng said a little timidly.

Xing Tianyi was slightly stunned in his heart, and then said: "You don't care about this matter, the things that should be let you know will naturally let you know." ”

"Oh. Xing Feng lowered his head and responded stupidly.

"Feng'er, dad has something to tell you. Xing Tianyi said again.

Xing Feng immediately raised his head again and looked at his father, to him, his father was the most mysterious and the source of the most things he wanted to know!

"Feng'er, your physique is different from ordinary people, and it is precisely because of your grandfather's suppression of his strength that you have not felt it all these years. You have a special bloodline in your body, and as for why you have this bloodline, your grandfather and father don't know. But the power contained in your bloodline is very huge, and even, this bloodline can manipulate the unique weapon of this bloodline, although this weapon can bring you powerful power, but with your current physique, it is far from being able to control this weapon, so from now on, your father will teach you martial arts, and you have to practice every day to enhance your physique. When you get stronger, you'll be able to wield that weapon. But you have to remember!You can't tell anyone, not even Lan'er, about your special physique and bloodline, remember!" Xing Tianyi looked at Xing Feng and said.

"Yes, I see, Dad. Xing Feng's heart was full of excitement. Dad used to know martial arts, Dad is really not an ordinary person, and Grandpa, listen to Daddy, Grandpa seems to be even more powerful than Dad! What secrets does Dad have? Special physique, special bloodline, and unique weapons, I seem to be very powerful! Hmph, when I practice martial arts well, I must be even more powerful, see if I don't teach Wang Hu and them a good lesson, let them bully me again!

"Also, the martial arts you learn must not be used in ordinary times, unless your life is in danger or you can save someone's life, and you can't let people know that you know martial arts. Xing Tianyi said.

"That's why, Dad. Xing Feng said anxiously.

Xing Tianyi's eyes continued to look at the reflection in the cup, and said lightly, "Did you hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly. Xing Feng felt a little pimple in his heart, but he still responded excitedly.

Although it can't be shown or mentioned in front of outsiders, it is still full of yearning for a six-year-old child to learn martial arts. When Xing Feng was a child, he often listened to the storyteller at the corner of the street, saying how the heroes on the rivers and lakes were, saying that a hero with a seven-foot sword in his hand could single-handedly kill all the thieves in a cottage in one night! One person and one sword walked the rivers and lakes, hoeed the strong and helped the weak, and did the right thing for the sky! Xing Feng had already had a heroic dream that had been woven countless times in his little heart, and how he hoped that one day he could also rely on his superb martial arts and splendid martial arts skills to save the people of the world and the people of Li. However, since he has few friends, the only friend is Lan'er, and only Lan'er knows about his dream. But whenever he talked to Lan'er about this dream, Lan'er just smiled and looked at him quietly. He thinks Lan'er is a girl, he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand his dream, so over time, he won't talk about it. But now that his father is actually going to teach him martial arts, although he can't show and mention it to the outside world, it is undoubtedly another step closer to his dream of being a hero, how can he not be happy and excited!

"Dad, when will I start learning martial arts!" Xing Feng asked excitedly.

"Now!" Xing Tianyi's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the cup he held in his hand was thrown into the air.

meanwhile

Red Flame Sect

In a bamboo forest, a white-haired man wearing a red coat and a white martial arts uniform sat cross-legged. I couldn't see my face clearly, and I was holding a letter in my hand, as if I was looking at it. On the back of his white martial arts uniform was a huge word "Yan".

An old voice whispered softly, "Tianyi ......"