After the old man asked this question, the birdbeak looked at him and hesitated for a long time, "You are not an ordinary person, who are you?" He suddenly asked the old man, and then sighed, shook his head, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Actually, if you don't say it, I can guess who you are!"

"Oh!" This time, the old man was indeed a little surprised. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The beak looked up, at the stars that blinked but did not speak, and at the fishing boats on the river where all the lights had been extinguished. Suddenly, he felt an irresistible cold attack his body, and he wrapped his robe tighter.

"Mr. Xu," he said the other party's name, but he paused again, as if he was struggling to decide whether to say what he thought in his heart. After all, he has been forbearant and silent for more than ten years, and this kind of practice of hiding what he has to say in his heart has become his habit.

But when he turned around again and faced the old man, the old man's calm, sincere, expectant look gave him a lot of courage. Therefore, he smiled at the old man, "Friend, you shouldn't be called Mr. Xu!" His tone was very affirmative, like the momentum with which he decided to say what was in his heart no matter whether the other party was happy or not.

The old man looked at him with a look of surprise and approval, "Brother Bird's Beak, please continue to say what is in your heart!"

Birdbeak nodded, "I'm thinking," he said, "In the past twenty years, my righteous brother, Nanren, he has been painstakingly managing his dream of dominating the martial arts;

"Those two people?"

"One is the Hong Kuan ...... of the Hong family's big shopkeeper in Jiangnan"

"And another?"

"There is another one, it is the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian and Nan Daxia who have caused a sensation in the rivers and lakes recently!"

"I don't understand, Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan, why did he become a fierce rival of your sworn brother Nanren?" the old man asked.

"It's very simple," said the bird's beak, "their Jiangnan Hong family can become the biggest business giant in Jiangnan, and even in the entire land of China; there are factors in their management, and more importantly, there is such a big treasurer Hong Kuan in the rivers and lakes, and no one can shake their 'Martial Saint Supreme' status!"

Hearing this, the old man seemed a little surprised, "Mr. Birdbeak," he asked, "How do you know that Hong Kuan, the great treasurer of the Hong family in Jiangnan, is the 'Martial Saint Supreme' on the rivers and lakes today?

"Of course I have a basis!" Birdbeak said leisurely, "Because, I have witnessed the battle between him and the Ten Martial Saints. ”

"Oh, Mr. Birdbeak, who are you referring to by the 'Ten Martial Saints'?"

"Do you know about the top ten martial kings today?" the birdbill asked him rhetorically.

"I know, it was ten years ago on Kanglang Mountain in the southern Gannan region, there was a huge martial king selection competition, and the major martial arts sect masters on the rivers and lakes at that time judged the results of the competition. In a period of one and a half years, the 'Top Ten Martial Kings' among the ten weapons were selected!"

Birdbeak nodded, "And the top ten martial saints are the top ten martial kings selected in the first martial king selection competition, including the eagle king, the lion king, the dragon king, the tiger king, the snake king, the crane king, and Jiangnan Xiaohong Fist - boxing king Wang Hongkuan." There are regulations in the rivers and lakes that before the selection of the next top ten martial kings, the top ten martial arts of the previous session have become well-deserved top ten martial saints. However, there are regulations in the rivers and lakes that before the selection of a new round of the top ten martial kings, these top ten martial saints must secretly start a contest on their own to compete for a 'martial saint supreme'. Moreover, the results of the competition cannot be made public, and can only be acquiesced in among their ten martial saints. ”

"And the grand duel between the ten great martial saints competing for the 'Martial Saint Supreme' was fortunate to be seen by you!"

"Yes," said Birdbeak with a sigh, nodding his head, "I was only seven years old, my parents and relatives had died in the war, and there was no other way to survive in that year when I had no relatives but to beg. One evening, I got lost in a forest, and I was very frightened to see the moon gradually rising, and the wild birds in the mountains and forests were crying, and it was bleak. ”

He turned around, held on to the railing of the stone bridge, looked at the leisurely, misty river, and said quietly: "So, I ran as hard as I could along the path in the mountains and forests, by the hazy moonlight. Suddenly, I heard a voice in the distance, and, through the high branches of the forest, I saw a field of fire and candlelight ahead, and I ran in which direction. ”

"Then I ran over to look," he said, turning to the old man, and continued with a look of astonishment, "but behold, in the middle of the woods, there were three bonfires piled up on the side, and the flames were blazing, and the red flames swept up into the sky, and the ten men with serious expressions were clearly illuminated. At this time, a tall and thin middle-aged man in the middle said in a voice as loud as a gong, "After ten days of competition, so far, only the boxing champion Hong Kuan brother has not been defeated once;

"They didn't find you then?" asked the old man.

"Yes. "I was so scared that I hid in the grass and didn't dare to make a sound, and they didn't even notice me." ”

"Later, are they really nine people, dealing with Hong Kuan alone?"

"That's right. The bird's beak was still with that look of fear at that time, turned his face, looked at the black and hemp river, and said lightly, "The nine of them, some use eagle claw skills, some use amazing leg skills, some use weapons, and attack Hong Kuan at the same time." Hong Kuan's fists and movements were swift, as fierce as a leopard in the mountains, pounced on its prey, and as swift as lightning, and in less than a cup of tea, all nine of them were knocked to the ground. ”

"Oh! I see. The old man nodded and said, "No wonder, last night in the hall of the Splendid Inn, he asked me if I could see clearly who slapped the camel Long Fei." It turns out that he is the 'Martial Saint Supreme', no wonder he is like electricity!"

And the bird's beak didn't know what he was talking about, "Mr. Xu, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing, I just remembered one thing. The old man said, "Brother Bird's Beak, will you go on, and then how did you leave the forest?"

"Later, they together put up the ten jars of wine placed in the open space, one jar per person, and clinked glasses around the 'Martial Saint Supreme' that had just been produced, congratulating him. After they had eaten, they smashed the jar on the spot, and then they said goodbye to each other and walked away. So I crawled out of the grass and went in the direction in which they had flown away, and just like that, at dawn, I came to the mountain road opposite the town of Maple Bridge!"

"So that's the case," the old man nodded and said, "This 'Martial Saint Supreme' Hong Kuan is also very low-key, for so many years, he has been sneaking into the business world, and the world only knows that he is an outstanding businessman, but no one has ever known that he is still a hidden martial arts master in today's rivers and lakes." ”

"So, I know that you are not surnamed Xu, and you are not an old man," the bird's beak looked straight at the old man and said, "You are not Hong Kuan, the big shopkeeper of the Hong family in Jiangnan!"

"Why do you say that?" the old man asked him in surprise.

"Because, the voice of your voice and your every move, is very much like that of a man," said the beak, "and not only do you not see the appearance of an old man in you, but everywhere you show the unrestrained and vigorous of a young man." Therefore, I dare to conclude that you are not an old man!"

"And who am I like?"

"You are very similar to my sworn brother Nanren, but there is no evil spirit in your eyes, only a dignified righteous spirit, so I dare to conclude that you are the famous purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian and Nan Daxia on the rivers and lakes today!"