The old immortal, the master, with white hair and silver beard, a calm complexion, a gray robe and long sleeves, stepping on the ground without dust, calling the wind to come, calling the rain to go, eliminating evil and promoting good, and subduing demons to help the world.

These are all Qi Ying'er saw in the villain's book, the old man next to him who is like a flower child seems to have this kind of fairy wind in his eyes, children don't know, how can there be gods in this world, and where are ghosts, but people's hearts are just troubled.

Ying'er looked at her grandfather and second uncle treating this old man respectfully, and thought, "This old man is about the same age as his grandfather, why does grandpa respect a strange old man."

Ying'er got up from the stool and hid behind her grandfather.

"What's wrong, Ying'er?" the old man asked.

Ying'er didn't say anything.

"What's the matter, when did our Ying'er become so shy. Leizi quipped.

"Ying'er, don't be afraid, come here, grandpa wants to thank you. The old man stroked his beard and said, "Thanks to Ying'er, otherwise Grandpa will let people beat me again." ”

Ying'er slowly moved over, "Are you an immortal?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, Ying'er looked dazed, because he had never seen an old man who could send a young man a few meters away with one palm, what else could it be if he wasn't a fairy?

"Does Ying'er look at me like a fairy?" Mu Wuya asked Ying'er with a kind face.

Ying'er nodded again and again, and even the swordsman who didn't smile couldn't help laughing.

"Silly boy, this old man is not a fairy. Leizi said, "Don't you want to see the swordsman?"

The innocent Ying'er's eyes seem to be shining. "That uncle is a swordsman. Ying'er pointed to the swordsman who was sitting on the side.

The swordsman became serious again, he had never liked to be called a swordsman. In this world today, there are countless sects and factions in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and the number of disciples is as few as a few hundred, and as many as tens of thousands.

And in this river and lake, there is a group of people who are regarded as wandering beggars by other famous and decent families, and that is the swordsman.

Among the famous and decent families, there are naturally those who are famous for their swordsmanship, but they are disciples of the sword sect, and the swordsman is a person who has no sect and no faction, and wanders the rivers and lakes.

Ironically, these rivers and lakes are vast and boundless, but as many as fifty percent of them are wandering swordsmen. Some of the swordsmen are young people who are ambitious, vowing to break out of the world in this river and lake. Some swordsmen used to be the children of famous families, and the ones who won were those who won were upright, and those who lost were removed from the rivers and lakes.

The swordsman was born Ming Kaiyue, worshiped under the head of the "Ten Swords Gate", Yuan Fangzi, and was nicknamed "Fast Sword" in the rivers and lakes, but this was a long time ago.

More than ten years ago, because of the struggle between various sects, the sect he worshipped was unfortunately swept into this torrent, and finally lost to other sects and lost. It's not that the strength is insufficient, but the defeat in the rivers and lakes is sinister, and the defeat is in the hearts of the people, after all, the "Ten Swordsmen" were disbanded, and since then they have been removed from the rivers and lakes.

Unconsciously, Ming Kaiyue fell into the memories of the past, and Mu Wuya asked and pulled him out of the memories.

"Kaiyue?"

Only then did Ming Kaiyue come back to his senses and said to Na Ying'er: "My name is Ming Kaiyue, and the little brother just calls me Uncle Ming." Ming Kaiyue paused, and then continued: "Ying'er is right, I am a wandering swordsman now. ”

"Before, though, ......"

Ming Kaiyue was just about to continue, but Mu Wuya interrupted him: "Eh, the past is in the past, don't mention it." ”

When Ming Kaiyue heard Uncle Shi say this, he had no choice but to smile, and then said to the old man and Leizi: "Don't stand still, let's eat with us." ”

Qi Laohan and Leizi sat down.

"Little Er!"

"It's coming, it's coming. Xiao Er avoided Mu Wuya's eyes while serving all the dishes, and his hands were still shaking.

"What are you shaking!" Ming Kaiyue scolded, Xiao Er was so frightened that he almost turned over the dishes he was holding.

"Few... A few guest officers, all your dishes are ready. With that, Xiao Er ran away with a roll.

Mu Wuya chuckled, "Haha, this little two, it's not good to say anything." The others also smiled, but Ying'er was the only one, staring at the dishes on the table, salivating.

"Haha, Ying'er's saliva is flowing to the ground. Mu Wuya smiled kindly.

"Ying'er has already put her chest against her back. Ying'er had a little temper.

"Then eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold. ”

Several people sat around the table talking and laughing, and they gradually became familiar with each other, Ying'er was even more concerned about gobbling up, not afraid of life at all, and she didn't even pant when she ate with a small mouth, and she put down the dishes and chopsticks when she ate with a round belly, and burped.

After eating, the old man and Leizi were about to thank him and say goodbye, Mu Wuya intended to keep the three ancestors and grandchildren, "Don't be busy leaving, old man, I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

The old man wondered, "I don't know what the predecessors are talking about?"

"Haha, old gentleman doesn't have to be so polite, you and I are the same age, I am a few years older than you, in the future, I will call you Brother Qi, how about you call me Brother Mu?" Mu Wuya said with a smile.

"This. I'm afraid it's not quite right. Old Man Qi hesitated.

"Why not, does my brother dislike me for being a Hanako?. ”

"No, no, no, that's not what it means. ”

Leizi and Ming Kaiyue were also confused, Ying'er couldn't bend down now, and just remembered to walk, only to hear Mu Wuya calling to himself: "Ying'er, how old are you?"

"Five and a half years old. Ying'er replied crisply.

"Oh, they're five and a half years old. Mu Wuya stroked his beard and smiled faintly, "Ying'er likes to learn martial arts?"

As soon as she heard that she was learning martial arts, Ying'er stood up suddenly, "Think about it!!"

Only then did Qi Laohan understand why Mu Wuya treated him so politely, and he still wanted to be a brother with him, it turned out to be for his precious grandson, and his face showed a trace of displeasure.

Mu Wuya also saw Qi Laohan's thoughts, so he smiled and said, "Haha, Brother Qi, don't blame me." The old man saw that Ying'er had a clear skeleton, was smart and clever, and her hands and feet were strong and powerful. And Ying'er is righteous by nature, if it weren't for Fang Cai Ying'er standing up for the old man, the old man would not have this intention. ”

Qi Laohan also understood in his heart, and he also knew that Ying'er would eventually break into the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't bear to let his grandson leave his side, so he wanted to excuse himself, but before he opened his mouth, he only heard Ying'er shouting loudly: "I want to learn martial arts, grandpa, you teach me!" The voice was so loud that everyone in the tavern stopped bringing the wine and meat to their mouths, Qi Laohan and Leizi were even more surprised, and Qi Laohan saw that his grandson's desire to learn martial arts was so strong, so he swallowed the words of prevarication back into his stomach.

"Haha, good boy, what martial arts do you want to learn?" Mu Wuya followed on, so that Qi Laohan could not excuse himself, how did he know that Qi Laohan was the first in his heart, and there was nothing more than Ying'er's laughter that made the old man feel happy.

"I want to learn swordsmanship, I want to be a swordsman!"

Saying that, Ying'er found a clear space and made a clear gesture, as if she was really a swordsman, which caused the people in the store to laugh, and even the proprietress giggled.

"Hahaha, Ying'er, are you dancing with a sword?" Mu Wuya said.

Ying'er nodded solemnly, "This is my own creation." ”

Qi Laohan looked at Ying'er and couldn't help but feel sad again.

"Is that Ying'er willing to worship me as a teacher and learn my martial arts?" Mu Wuya led Ying'er as if holding a sugar gourd.

The store was quiet, watching Ying'er's decision, and Qi Laohan was even more worried about it.

I thought Ying'er would agree, but I didn't expect Ying'er to say, "Do you want to go with you to learn your martial arts?"

Mu Wuya took a sip of tea, "This is nature. ”

"Na Ying'er doesn't want to learn from you. ”

Mu Wuya put down the teacup, "Why?"

"Because, because Ying'er doesn't want to leave her grandfather, she doesn't want to leave her second uncle. Ying'er walked up to her grandfather and took his arm.

With tears in his eyes, the old man touched his filial and sensible grandson in front of him, and the mess in his heart turned into full of emotion, and Leizi also looked at Ying'er with a smile, he really didn't say anything wrong, Ying'er didn't want to leave his grandfather.

"Then you really don't want to learn?" asked Yi Mu Wuya.

"This ...... I want to learn. ”

"Then leave Grandpa and come with me. ”

Ying'er stood up straight and said unhappily: "You old man, you are so embarrassed, so I won't learn martial arts from you." ”

"Ying'er, don't be rude. Old man Qi shouted.

Mu Wuya laughed, "Don't blame Ying'er. He paused, turned his head to Ming Kaiyue and said, "Kaiyue, take that out." ”

"Yes, uncle. I saw Ming Kaiyue take out a one-foot-long wooden sword from his baggage, this wooden sword is exquisitely crafted, light and handy, and the size is just right for a child.

Mu Wuya took the wooden sword and said to Ying'er, "That's it, Ying'er, if you don't let you leave Grandpa, are you willing to learn martial arts from me?"

Ying'er thought to herself, what does this old man want to do, he can still learn his martial arts without leaving his grandfather, there is such a good thing? But after thinking about it, he didn't suffer any losses, so he said, "Then, I promise." ”

Mu Wuya was made to cry and laugh by Ying'er's little temper, "You kid, you still have your own thoughts!"

"Hmph. ”

Mu Wuya smiled and said: "Ying'er, today you and I are destined to meet, you want to learn my martial arts but you don't want to leave your grandfather, and you can't bear to miss your grandfather," he put the wooden sword in front of Ying'er, "Ying'er, today you worship me as a teacher, I will give you this wooden sword, plus a sword book, after seven years, you and I will come to Wusong Mountain in Yi'an County, Xuanzhou (now Tongling, Anhui) before the fate is over, I am in a place called "Jian'an Pavilion", I will wait for you there. And this wooden sword is used as a token. ”

Ying'er was stunned and nodded as if she didn't understand.

"What do you think of this arrangement, Brother Qi?" Mu Wuya said to Old Man Qi instead.

Qi Laohan also thought about it, Ying'er has always wanted to learn swordsmanship and become a swordsman, how can he let his grandson be disappointed? "Senior..... Brother Mu bothered. ”

"Haha, that's good, Ying'er, from now on you will be my apprentice, and it's not convenient for us now, so let's keep everything simple. Come and kowtow to the teacher. ”

Ying'er didn't understand, "Why do you want me to kowtow to you, the man has gold under his knees." ”

Everyone laughed, "This little clever ghost talks in a way." ”

"Apprenticeship. Ying'er just do it. Old man Qi touched his grandson.

"Oh. Ying'er agreed, then stepped forward, knelt at Mu Wuya's feet, kowtowed deeply three times, got up and poured tea, and served it to Mu Wuya, everything Ying'er did smoothly.

Mu Wuya finished drinking tea and said, "Ying'er is really smart. Now as a teacher, I want to pass on your teacher's training, and you must remember. ”

"What is the teacher training?"

"The teacher's training is the master's teachings, you have to remember. ”

Ying'er nodded frequently.

"Don't be greedy for glory and wealth, don't love fame and status, don't be a bully, don't be se........duced by beauty," Mu Wuya said, Ying'er remembered, sometimes showing puzzlement, sometimes nodding.

"Have you memorized them all?" asked Mu Wuya.

Ying'er remembered it. Then, Ying'er shook her head and said what the master said again.

"What a smart child, Brother Qi, you have a good grandson!" Mu Wuya turned to Qi Lao Han and said.

Qi Laohan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and watched his baby grandson waving the wooden sword there with a wooden sword in his hand, and was overjoyed, "Brother Mu, Ying'er has bothered you." ”

"Eh~ Since you and I are brothers, you don't have to be polite, now your grandson is my beloved apprentice, I want my brother not to blame me for taking your love." ”

"Where, where. ”

The two looked at Ying'er deeply.

"Ying'er?" Mu Wuya said.

Ying'er turned around, hugged the wooden sword tightly, and shouted very kindly, "Master." ”

Mu Wuya was very happy when he heard this, "Ying'er, we will meet in seven years as soon as we say goodbye this time, this sword book is for you, you have to study hard by yourself in these seven years, as for the degree of learning, it depends on your creation." ”

Ying'er took the sword book, flipped through it, and saw that most of it was full of pictures, and said happily: "This book is as beautiful as a villain book." ”