Chapter 2: The Strange Gray Man
Wu Zheng, who was hiding in the canopy of the poplar tree, was in a hurry, and almost subconsciously used the stones prepared in his pocket to fight hares and pheasants, and shot down the Qingyu sword and hand guard hook that could touch the right rib and left knee of the little overlord Wu Gang.
Fortunately, because of the sudden appearance of the gray-clothed man and the strange words of yin and yang, which distracted the attention of the elders of the clan, as well as the patriarch and the martial arts leader Wu Chun, he would not be discovered.
Wu Zheng knew how the clan punished the clansmen who stole martial arts.
At the least, he will abolish the stolen martial arts, and at the worst, he will break the tendons and veins of his hands and feet and expel him from Wujiabao, and there is even the possibility of being immersed in a pig cage.
Although he didn't use any martial arts moves, he just practiced the skills he used to fight hares and pheasants and throw stones. However, there are also tricks in the family martial arts that use hidden weapons. If it is discovered by the elders of the clan, even if it is not stolen, how can it be distinguished at that time?
However, Wu Zheng felt that he was still discovered by the gray-clothed man who suddenly appeared.
Because the man's fierce gaze seemed to be staring directly at his face through the dense leaves.
So much so that while Wu Zheng's heart was beating wildly, even his breathing was so frightened that he stopped for a while.
Fortunately, the gray-clothed man quickly retracted his gaze, otherwise Wu Zheng would definitely be unable to help but slip down the tree, so that he would no longer be able to hide from everyone in the clan.
When the eyes of Wu Chun, the head of the martial arts sect, were about to follow the eyes of the gray-clothed man and turned to the back of the ring, a few tall poplar trees on the head of the Nanling Ridge, the gray-clothed man spoke again.
"It's a pity that I didn't watch a good show. β
Originally, tomorrow was the day for the disciples of the clan to exchange ideas with the martial arts people who came to watch the ceremony, especially the appearance of the gray-clothed man who suddenly appeared to see a good show, which could not help but make the family angry.
Although he knew that someone secretly used a few stones to stop the impending bloody tragedy, in a sense, he should have saved the four of Wu Gang, the little overlords in the game.
If Wu Fan's Qingyu Sword and Wu Yi's handguard hook hit Wu Gang, Wu Gang would be disabled for life even if he didn't die. And Wu Fan and Wu Yi, who made a big mistake because of a moment of anger, including Wu Meng, are bound to be punished in accordance with Article 14 of the clan rules, which ,ββstipulates that "those who kill each other will have their martial arts abolished and expelled from the family, and shall never be shown as children of the Wu family".
When the patriarch Wu Youren walked out to face the gray-clothed man who seemed to be in his forties, Wu Chun just glanced at it, and then walked out of the ring with the little overlords Wu Gang, Wu Meng, Wu Fan, and Wu Yi, who had already come to their senses and knew that they had made a big mistake.
"What do you call you?"
Even though the gray-clothed man in front of him suddenly appeared in the ring of the disciple Dabi in the clan, which did not conform to the rules of martial arts, Wu Youren still held back the displeasure in his heart, first bowed his hand, and asked as politely as possible.
"Wu Ye. β
Because of the homonym with "Wu Ye", this name is too easy to misunderstand, and he is not sure whether the man in gray in front of him intends to come to stir up the situation, Wu Youren had to suppress the anger in his heart and asked again:
"What do you want to do here?"
"Watching a play, isn't it?"
There is no need to doubt that this person must have come to stir up the situation, and the patriarch Wu Youren, who was already angry about the performance of the four most promising disciples in the clan just now, couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded angrily:
"Presumptuous, when I have no one in Wujiabao?!"
"Haha, how can there be no one in Wujiabao. Aren't there thousands of Wu family disciples like you who specialize in fighting in the nest and cannibalism?"
No one could fail to hear the resentment in the gray-clad man's tone.
It's just that Wu Youren was anxious to know who shot down the weapons in the hands of Wu Fan and Wu Yi just now, thus avoiding a real cannibalistic tragedy.
The timing of the appearance of the man in gray was too coincidental, especially his sudden yin and yang strange words, which just attracted everyone's attention. So much so that when Wu Youren heard two crisp dings in succession, he only saw the three white powders on the blade of the Qingyu Sword in Wu Fan's hand and Wu Yi's pair of handguard hooks, and immediately took them off.
"Since Your Excellency doesn't read the rules of martial arts and deliberately comes to stir up the situation, you must have something extraordinary, Wu Youren should ask for advice or two. β
was about to start the fight, but was stopped by Wu Jizong, who was highly respected in the clan.
Tomohito stepped aside. β
Turning his head to look at Wu Jizong sitting in the referee's seat, Wu Youren said respectfully:
"Third uncle, this person deceives people too much. β
"That's it, today is the third day of the triennial competition between the children of the clan, and tomorrow is the right day to learn from all of you martial arts colleagues who came to watch the ceremony. β
"Yes. β
Even the head of a clan cannot fail to obey the orders of his elders.
When Wu Youren retreated, the third day of the Wujiabao Wumen disciple competition officially ended. As people left the scene one after another and returned to Wujiabao, no one cared about the gray-clothed man standing on the stage - Wu Ye.
Wu Jizong's move has to be said to be the best trick to deal with the gray-clothed man who has the intention of stirring up the situation, you can't step forward to stop the Wu family's disciples and do it, right?
stood awkwardly in the ring for a while, and then turned his head to look at the tall poplar trees behind the ring, intentionally or unintentionally, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered softly:
"Slipped?"
Wu Youren, who followed behind Wu Jizong and slowly walked towards Wujiabao, did not forget the person who hid in the shadows and shot down the weapons in the hands of Wu Fan and Wu Yi.
"Third uncle, who saved Wu Gang and them?"
"Wu Zheng, a cow herder. β
Wu Jizong's understatement was tantamount to a thunderclap in Wu Youren's ears.
"Third uncle?!"
Suddenly took a step forward and blocked Wu Jizong's way, Wu Youren stared at Wu Jizong with an incredulous gaze.
"What's wrong, don't you believe the third uncle's eyes?"
"How could it be Wu Zheng?"
"How is it impossible, I can see it clearly, Wu Zheng is hiding behind the ring, on the poplar trees on the ridge. β
"Third uncle, the distance from the poplar tree to the ring is fifteen zhang to say the least, even if you change to Wu Chun, you may not be able to hit it with one blow. What's more, it's still a small pebble. β
"Alas, it's your patriarch who is derelict in his duties. β
sighed lightly, then ignored Wu Youren, who was standing there in a daze, and took a step to the side, bypassing Wu Youren, Wu Jizong went back by himself.
When Wu Youren looked up at the tall poplar trees, Wu Zheng was already gone, and even the gray-clothed man who called himself Wu Ye in the ring didn't know where he went.
Where did Wu Zheng dare to stay on the poplar tree, just when Wu Youren was stopped by Wu Jizong from working with the man in gray, and announced that today's game was over, and everyone left one after another, he slipped off the poplar tree and quietly returned to a mile away, and continued to graze cattle in the upper reaches of Nanxi.