Chapter Seventy-Five: Where Don't We Meet in Life (1) Two Watches

When Li Nanxing heard the word Mingde, he chuckled in his heart, and he stayed in his head.

The word "Mingde" is extraordinary, and the rivers and lakes are respected for their martial arts, and the reputation is unmatched. There is still a couplet hanging at the gate of Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain, the right book "Kui Xing kicks the Beidou", the left book "Sword Qi Shock is too empty", its smile is proud of the martial arts, and the momentum of the heroes can be seen. For more than ten years, there have been not 1,000 people who rushed to Chongyang Palace to challenge Mingde, but there were 800 people, but I had never heard of anyone who could win a move and a half.

Mingde was at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, why did he suddenly say that he wanted to retire to the mountain, it was really a strange thing in the martial arts.

Although Li Nanxing was an official of the Military Department, he was born in the Heavenly Master Sect, and suddenly heard that this world's No. 1 sword master was going to retreat bravely, and he inevitably wanted to find out.

The senior sister heard the middle-aged man reproach the junior sister, and hurriedly said: "Senior sister, she is still young, so don't pay too much attention to what she says." It's just that what's so strange about this Hutou Slope, Uncle Shi wants to grab it in such a hurry?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and said: "This Hutoupo is no better than other places, where strong people are infested, and the government has cleaned up dozens of times in a row, but there is no way." If you arrive, you won't be able to pass the evening, but I'm afraid that the strongman will come out to block the way. When the time comes, you will have to fight to the death. ”

The junior sister scolded her, but she still smiled and didn't care at all. I saw her raise her jade onion-like fingers and shake it, and said with a smile: "At that time, our uncle shouted, I'm Qiyun Mountain Lu Fenglei here!

The middle-aged man and his senior sister couldn't help but laugh when they gave such a tease.

The middle-aged man forced the smile on his face, pretended to be serious, and said, "Let's escort Lord Xia back to his hometown this time, we have to be careful about everything." You stay honest with me on the road, don't stab Lou Zi for me, then the senior brother in charge will blame, and your uncle will be scolded!"

Li Nanxing thought secretly in his heart: "It turns out that this fellow martial artist of Qiyun Mountain is escorting the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government to return to their hometowns. Recently, among the courtiers surnamed Xia, only Xia Fengyan, the secretary of Dali Temple, said goodbye to the old man and returned to his hometown, and I waited for the matter to be over, but I could go to visit his old man's home. Li Nanxing was born in a famous family and has an extraordinary family background, and the princes and ministers of the court and the central government all grew up watching him, and he has a deep friendship with the ministers.

The junior sister said in an old-fashioned manner: "Uncle, they all say that our Qiyun Mountain is a hero in the rivers and lakes, and we have always been 'alone' and 'alone in martial arts'." This Lord Xia is just a minister of the court, why should we be born and die for him like this. ”

Hearing that the junior sister was full of words such as rivers and lakes and heroes, which was very incommensurate with her Yuxue's cute appearance, Li Nanxing couldn't help but secretly shook her head, and said in her heart: "What a lovely little girl, but she ended up reckless." ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and said, "This is a long story, do you know what our head did before entering the mountain to learn art?"

The junior sister clapped her hands and smiled: "Master must be an official." You see how fierce he looks on weekdays, not like the old man sitting upright in the yamen? Every time I do something wrong, I always feel as if the master is going to carry a tiger head or something, give it to me all at once!"

The fat middle-aged man laughed and said, "Nonsense! Nonsense! Deal with you little girl, carry the dog's head, and a click is enough." ”

The senior sister seems to be quiet, and she is gentle when she speaks. She gently patted her junior sister on the head and said with a smile: "Silly girl! Master used to be a private school teacher, and he taught people to read!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's not just that! He has also been an official in the court!" The two girls couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this.

The middle-aged man continued: "What kind of person is your master Baiyun Holy Hand, who is just a little teacher?

The junior sister stuck out her tongue, shrunk her head and said, "We are women, we can write articles and we can't go to Beijing for the exam?" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he poured out a mouthful of wine.

Although Li Nanxing bowed his head and was silent, he couldn't help but smile.

The senior sister nodded and said, "It turns out that the master has such a great background, so why did he go to Qiyun Mountain to learn art?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "More than 20 years ago, an earth-shattering event happened in the imperial court, and your master was also implicated, so he abandoned the official and left......

He was stunned for a while, raised his wine glass, took a sip lightly, and said, "I still remember that I was guarding the mountain gate back then." At that time, your master was injured and climbed up the mountain gate, although he was quite embarrassed, but there was still a smell all over his body, and when I saw it, I knew that he was not an ordinary person, so I quickly rescued him. ”

The senior sister stuck out her tongue and said, "Dare to love is that the master never takes a bath, and the smell on his body is so tight." ”

The middle-aged man scolded: "Little girl! I said that the smell is the spirit of a person's body, what kind of body odor!"

The senior sister smiled and said, "I see! Otherwise, when others smell Uncle Shi's body, they will definitely think that Uncle Shi is an extraordinary person." ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "You are so bold, you dare to laugh at your uncle's smell!"

The two girls smiled at each other, thinking that the middle-aged man was indeed dirty and smelly.

The middle-aged man didn't care, but said: "At that time, I rescued him, brought him into Taisu Palace to heal his injury, and then introduced him, and then your master stayed in Qiyun Mountain to learn Taoism and martial arts." Originally, he was just a weak scholar, so it was difficult to kill a chicken, but later, his martial arts became higher and higher, unfathomable, and finally took over the mantle of the head and called himself the 'Baiyun Holy Hand'. As soon as I respected him for being older than me, and secondly, I admired him for being extremely smart, so I ranked him according to his age and regarded myself as a junior brother. ”

The senior sister asked softly, "Master has never told people by his real name, I don't know if you know Uncle Shi?"