In Shanxi Province -

On the official road at the foot of Nakajo Mountain, a carriage pulled by two horses was heading in the direction of Wenxi Town. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The driver was a farmer about forty years old, dressed in clean coarse linen clothes.

In the back compartment, which is not very large, there are four people crowded.

Leaning on the west side of the carriage sat a middle-aged couple dressed in silk and a little girl wearing a white silk skirt with a double ponytail.

Sitting on the east side of the carriage was a young boy with short hair and strange costumes.

In today's era, it is still a great tomorrow.

Since ancient times, people in the world have believed that "the parents of the body should not be easily damaged".

Like this boy, a person with short hair less than a finger length is usually mistaken for a monk in the eyes of others.

Moreover, the strange costume worn by this young man was very wide, like a costume that only a twenty-year-old man with a crown could wear.

But the young man had a young face, and he did not look to be more than fifteen years old at most.

Judging from these various signs, this teenager should not be a child of an ordinary family, and may even be an orphan without a father or mother.

If this teenager's parents are still alive, how can they be willing to let their children shave their hair like this monk?

The little girl with the double ponytail was about thirteen years old, with snow-white skin and delicate facial features like a perfect doll.

At this moment, she rested her head on her mother's arms, and a pair of beautiful big eyes peeked curiously at the young man's face.

From the time the family found the boy, the boy had been unconscious.

And until now, the boy still shows no signs of waking up.

But from his steady pulse and breathing, it could be seen that there was nothing abnormal about the young man's body.

The middle-aged man who was the head of the family was dressed in silk clothes, with a long beard on his rich face, and black hair on the back of his head that was waist-length like a woman's.

Looking at the young man's face, the eyes of the middle-aged man flashed with a businessman-like shrewd gaze, and he nodded slightly from time to time.

The middle-aged beauty and woman's charm next to her still exists, and her face is seven or eight points similar to the daughter in her arms.

But when she looked at the young man's gaze, it was very complicated.

“...... If Da Lang hadn't died after birth, he would probably be as old as this child!"

Looking down at her daughter in her arms, she couldn't help but sigh again.

"It's a pity that Qingwen is a daughter, and there is nothing to be a concubine since her......!

"Ma'am, don't say anything like that again. ”

The middle-aged outsider, Liu Yuanwai, interrupted Mrs. Liu's words, reached out and grabbed Mrs. Liu's shoulders and said lovingly.

"If I am destined to have no children, it is useless to force them! If Madame wants a son, what do you think of the child?"

“...... This kid?"

Mrs. Liu looked at the young man's face again, and then nodded slightly.

"It's a handsome man, not like he came from a poor family. Could it be that the lord wants to ......?"

Qingwen, the little girl lying in Mrs. Liu's arms, seemed to understand what her parents meant, and stared at the young man's big eyes with a complicated gaze.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar bed tent.

When I turned my head, I saw that it was a room with a lot of wooden furniture, and a red candle was lit on a round table not far away, and a little girl with a double ponytail was reading a book called "Basic Swordsmanship" in the candlelight.

The girl looked very seriously, and gestured with her right hand with a sword.

Chop, stab, slash, pick......

He felt like he had a lot to say, but his head was empty, and he couldn't think of what to say.

In the end, he only uttered four dry words.

"Here...... What ......?"

Hearing his voice, the girl turned her head towards him.

The candlelight reflected the girl's cheeks red, making people want to bite into her white face.

And the girl's face is delicate and perfect, and she is really a beauty billet that captivates the country and the city.

It's a pity that being too young is a hard wound.

Just as he put on a smiling face and wanted to say hello to the girl, the girl stood up and ran out of the room like a bunny.

When he sat up on the bed, he found that his body was not only much lighter, but also that his hands and feet had become very slender.

"What's wrong...... My body shouldn't be so small, right?"

Just as he was about to get out of bed, the girl who had just left returned to the room, and behind her were two middle-aged couples dressed in silk.

"Dad, mother! He really woke up. ”

The girl's voice is like an empty valley orchid, like a singing emerald.

She whispered and hid behind her mother.

The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was a girl, which made him very fond of her.

After smiling at the girl, he looked at the girl's father.

"I ...... Where is this?"

"Wenxi Town. The old man is Liu Zhengyun, the head of the Liu Mansion, this is my wife Wang, and this is the little girl Qingwen. ”

Liu Zhengyun finished the introduction with a kind face, and his eyes were fixed on his eyes.

"Son, where are you? If your relatives are still alive, the old man will send someone to contact them to pick you up. ”

"I'm ...... I...... Be...... I don't remember ......"

He frowned and patted his forehead a little anxiously.

"The mind is empty, and everything is ...... Can't remember. ”

With Liu Zhengyun's experience, it can naturally be seen that the young man in front of him is not lying.

Liu Zhengyun's gaze softened a lot, and he stroked the top of his head with some pity.

"If you can't remember, you can live here for the time being, and if you really forget the past, you can treat us as your family. ”

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

He looked at Liu Zhengyun gratefully, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"By the way, I remember my name, my name is ...... Yang Ming. ”

Liu Zhengyun had a look of disappointment on his face, and he turned around and returned to his wife and daughter.

Yang Ming...... It's a good name, too. There are some snacks on the table, you can rest well tonight, maybe you can think of more things!"

After speaking, Liu Zhengyun left the room with his wife and daughter.

Yang Ming was the only one left in the empty room, he sat on the bed in a daze, but he couldn't think of anything, and he didn't know what he should do.

"What the hell am I ...... Who is it?"

The night passed.

When I woke up the next morning, two maids in coarse cloth clothes were cleaning in Yang Ming's room.

Sensing that Yang Ming had woken up, the two maids hurriedly came to Yang Ming's bed with a basin of water and a handkerchief.

"Little master, do you want to wash your face first?"

"Or shall we serve you and dress first?"

At the head of the bed was a set of cyan silk caftans.

Yang Ming grabbed this set of clothes, and then looked at the two maids nervously and said.

"I—I'll do it myself. You two get out quickly, I don't need your service. ”

The two maids looked at each other in embarrassment, and then put their face plates and handkerchiefs on the stool next to them.

After they went out, Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and began to get dressed.

There are two pairs of shoes next to the bed, one is black riding boots and the other is black and white sneakers.

Yang Ming habitually picked up the pair of sneakers, but found that his little feet were put in, and he couldn't walk well at all, so he could only put on the pair of riding boots.

"There's no toothpaste or toothbrush...... But what are toothpaste and toothbrushes?"

After dressing and washing, Yang Ming ate some breakfast, and then went to meet Liu Zhengyun and Mrs. Liu under the leadership of the two maids.

Although he couldn't think of anything, Yang Ming instinctively felt that he shouldn't be a person under the fence.

I have hands and feet, and my brain is not too stupid, so I can always do something to support myself.

After meeting Liu Zhengyun and his wife, they inquired about Yang Ming's physical condition with concern.

After Yang Ming replied gratefully, he offered his farewell to them.

"Are you leaving, but what is wrong with our Liu family?"

Yang Ming shook his head.

"It's not an exaggeration for the Liu family to say that they are saving my life! But I always feel that I can't keep causing trouble for you. ”

"You kid, you're stubborn. ”

Mrs. Liu understood Yang Ming's thoughts, and there was a loving and gentle look in her eyes.

As the old saying goes, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is greater.

Mrs. Liu has always wanted to give birth to a boy for the Liu family, but seeing a teenager like Yang Ming is the easiest to love motherly.

Liu Zhengyun showed a satisfied expression and nodded.

"A man is a big man, and he doesn't want to be favored by others and owes favors, but he is also ambitious. If this is the case, the old man also has a proposal. ”

"What proposal?"

"Since the little brother can't remember his life experience, and our husband and wife have always wanted a child, you will be our adopted son, and live in peace from now on. ”

"This ......"

Yang Ming gritted his teeth, hesitated, and finally nodded.

He is not greedy for the Liu family's family business, but the life-saving grace cannot be repaid, maybe it will be the best way to become the righteous son of the Liu family to support Liu Zhengyun and his wife.

"Father-in-law and stepmother, please bow to Yang Ming!"

Yang Ming knelt on one knee and bowed his hand.

Liu Zhengyun and his wife stood up and reached out together to help Yang Ming up.

"You kid is really anxious, you will be a family in the future, and you don't need such a big gift. ”

Mrs. Liu said with some distress, and leaned over to pat the dust on Yang Ming's knees.

Although the expression on Liu Zhengyun's face was stiff, there was joy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Our Liu family is the biggest family in Wenxi Town. Ming'er, you entered my Liu family, but you have to notify your relatives and friends in Sanxiang and Jiuli to choose an auspicious day for the zodiac to hold a celebration. ”

After being told by Liu Zhengyun and his wife for a while, Yang Ming left their room and came to the courtyard outside.

"That's how I had my parents? And ...... A younger sister ......"

Probably because he forgot the past, he always felt that family was a word very distant from him.

At this time, the mood is a little excited and happy, but more is still looking forward to it.

Swish...... Swish...... Swish......

The faint sound of breaking the air came from the courtyard next door.

Yang Ming curiously bypassed the porch, and saw that in an empty courtyard, the girl Qingwen with a double ponytail was using a short sword to perform swordsmanship.

This is the stepsister who has become her new family - Liu Qingwen.

Yang Ming had a smile on his face, and then carefully looked at her swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship moves performed by Qingwen are simple, and they match exactly the four words of "Basic Swordsmanship".

Yang Ming just watched it once, and then memorized these swordsmanship moves.

"Strange...... Is my memory so good in the past?"

The swordsmanship moves performed by Qingwen were firmly imprinted in Yang Ming's mind, as if he had the ability to never forget.

Although Qingwen practiced swordsmanship very seriously, she still found Yang Ming who was watching, and she pouted with her mouth and stood with her sword in displeasure.

"Your swordsmanship...... Very good. ”

I really can't think of any words to praise girls, Yang Ming said a little nervously.

"I didn't mean to peek, I hope you don't get angry. ”

"It's just 'Basic Swordsmanship', and Master Feng said that it's okay to be seen. ”

Qingwen pouted and looked at Yang Ming with complicated eyes.

"My dad and my mom...... Did they tell you? They want to take you as a righteous son. ”

"Did...... I agreed. ”

"Really, then I should call you brother in the future. ”

The expression on Qingwen's face was as obvious as the words "I'm not happy" were written.

She raised the short sword in her hand and began to practice the "Basic Sword Technique" she had just cast.

But because of her absent-mindedness, there were many mistakes and omissions in the swordsmanship moves she cast.

Yang Ming really didn't know how to talk to this righteous sister, and when he saw a three-foot-long wooden stick leaning against the courtyard wall, he took the wooden stick over and used it as a sword to perform swordsmanship.

And he still uses the same "Basic Swordsmanship" as Qingwen.

The action of performing swordsmanship moves feels very unfamiliar to the body.

However, there was an inexplicable force in his body, which made his movements holding the wooden stick accurate and steady, and he perfectly displayed the swordsmanship moves engraved in his mind.

Swish...... Swish...... Swish......

The wooden stick in his hand danced with a sound that was even more powerful than Qingwen's short sword.

Qingwen didn't know when to put away her sword and stand, looking at Yang Ming blankly.

Yang Ming's swordsmanship moves, at first, you could still feel the awkwardness of being unfamiliar, but after one time, you couldn't find any flaws.

"How is that possible? I've been practicing hard for a month and I've been making mistakes a lot......"

After wielding a wooden stick and performing the "Basic Sword Technique" engraved in his mind ten times, Yang Ming put away his sword and stood up satisfied.

Although he didn't know how his body had changed, he was satisfied with his current condition.

If it were the same as before, it would probably not be possible to perform swordsmanship like now.

Sensing Qingwen's hot gaze staring at him, Yang Ming smiled at the righteous sister.

"Hmph—"

Qingwen snorted a little arrogantly, and said with envy in her eyes.

"Your talent for martial arts is really good! if it were you, you might be able to be accepted as a personal disciple by Master Feng. ”

Hearing Qingwen mention this Feng Master for the second time, Yang Ming's heart rose with curiosity about him.

"Sister...... Qingwen. Who is this Feng Master you are talking about? Is his swordsmanship very powerful?"

"Of course. ”

Qingwen nodded proudly.

"Master Feng is a senior master who lived in seclusion with Master Cheng on Zhongtiao Mountain. It is said that the martial arts of the two masters are not weak even compared to the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect. ”

Wuyue Sword Sect......

Hearing these four words, Yang Ming frowned, feeling that something was about to emerge in his mind.

At the same time, he also vaguely understood who Master Feng and Master Cheng were that Qingwen was talking about.

But when I think about it, I can't think of anything.

"Master Feng and Master Cheng are so powerful, Qingwen is their disciple, and she will definitely be a powerful heroine in the future. ”

Hearing Yang Ming's praise, Qingwen pouted and glared at him.

"Although my father gave the two masters an offering of 1,000 taels of silver every year, they only gave me a chance to become a registered disciple. At noon the day after tomorrow, Master Feng will come to assess how well I practice swordsmanship. ”

How can a person who practices martial arts practice martial arts well?

The first is to have a good master, because this can save you a lot of detours and help you guide you to obstacles.

The second is that we must be diligent and hardworking, we must think, and we must apply martial arts in daily life, and we must have martial arts in our hearts and actions, so that we can reach a higher realm.

The third is nourishment, conditioning and treatment.

We know that people who practice martial arts are more prosperous than ordinary people, and they are completely born with it?

No, no matter who you are, you need to take supplements, these tonic ingredients, but they are very expensive, and you have to eat them continuously for a long time to maintain the state of your body, do you think you can't afford it?

Is there also a situation where you are often injured during martial arts training or fighting, and you rely on your body to recover?

That's unrealistic, it has to be combined with drugs, and these healing drugs should be effective and have few side effects, and the price is also expensive.

In addition, people who practice martial arts do not produce, and if they want to succeed in martial arts, they can't do without the support of money every day.

This is also the reason why many Jianghu sects accept some rich children who are not very talented as disciples.

They taught the children of rich families some rudimentary martial arts, and protected them from the evil of the rivers and lakes, and the rich families paid them a large amount of money every year.

As for the children of poor families, it is not that there are no opportunities to learn martial arts.

But unlike those rich children who easily worship the doorwall, children from poor families must have a certain talent for martial arts in order to attract the master's different eyes.

Vaguely understanding what world he was in now, Yang Ming naturally had the idea of practicing martial arts and practicing swords.

Moreover, Master Feng and Master Cheng that Qingwen said are indeed first-class masters who are not weaker than the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

If you can worship them as teachers, no matter how poor your future achievements are, you can still have a foothold in the rivers and lakes.

But......

Can their martial arts training qualifications be favored by them?

"Even if my martial arts training qualifications are not good...... Let them take me as an apprentice as much as possible!"

If that Master Feng was the one he knew, perhaps there was a big secret that he valued the most, and he would be willing to accept him as an apprentice.

Smiling proudly, the world is free, how fast-

As long as you have martial arts that are not weaker than others, then you must be able to do whatever you want and be free from being restrained by others, right?

Thinking of these, Yang Ming's heart was even more looking forward to the arrival of that Feng Master.