Wang Yiran looked solemn and twisted his body, not caring whether it would frighten the other female family members in the waterside pavilion. Stepping on the railing, he quickly rushed to the pool to rescue his daughter who had fallen into the water.
The young master of Jianshui Villa looked as usual. The young scholar waving his folding fan tutted and said, "I never thought he was a hidden master."
The scholar put away the folding fan with a snap and looked at the young man carrying the sword who was walking away on the path. He was definitely a little grandmaster in the four realms of martial arts! Could it be that he is a close disciple of the Sword God of Caiyi Kingdom? Just because the world is dangerous and the Master Sword God died suddenly in the mountains, he had to disguise himself as a foreigner and travel far away to seek refuge alone? Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anyone who could train such a young martial arts genius and reach the master level earlier than Song Fengshan.
Song Fengshan's wife, a beautiful and virtuous young woman, couldn't help but asked softly: "Will Coral be okay?"
Song Fengshan gently rubbed the hilt of the dagger "Cangshui" at his waist with his thumb and index finger, smiling without saying a word.
The scholar smiled and explained: "Madam, don't worry, Miss Liu is not seriously injured. The young man used a clever punch and only knocked out Miss Wang with external force. It was a skin injury, not It will hurt the body, soul, and soul. This time, the young man stopped temporarily, probably as Zhuangzhu Wang said, he didn't want his world to become narrower."
Sure enough, Wang Yiran picked up his daughter and returned to Shuixie. With Wang Yiran's help, he performed acupuncture several times, and the woman slowly woke up. In addition to her appearance, she was in a mess, her clothes were soaked, her face was dim, and she had lost a lot of face, her face and spirit. She is still alive, but the woman holding the knife in reverse is struggling to stand in the waterside pavilion. Her forehead is red and swollen. She faces away from everyone, one hand is against the pavilion pillar, and the other is covering her mouth. The slender woman is soaked all over, and her eyes are misty. , compared to the usual glamorous look, it has a bit more of a pitiful charm.
The girl who was not too old to join in the fun stretched her neck, looked at the drinking boy on the path, and exclaimed: "Wow, you are really an expert."
The scholar squinted and quickly looked at the woman's graceful back. The woman looked like a drowned rat, with an exquisite figure. The corner of the scholar's mouth was raised, and she had an amazing pair of long legs. The stunned teenager probably didn't understand such amorous feelings. , Only a rich and experienced man like him, the grandson of a wealthy family, knows that the feeling here is the most damaging to a man's body.
One wave comes after another.
The world is about a master humiliating his ministers to death. Among the confidants from each camp outside the water pavilion, the man carrying a big bow with horns seemed to see the implicit ridicule of several of his peers. For a moment, Furious, he shouted loudly, took off the rare hard bow that had been made by craftsmen for ten years, and took it from his waist.He took out an arrow with carved feathers from his quiver full of feathers, and drew his bow like a full moon. "If the bad guy dares to hurt my lady, take an arrow from me!" The owner of the villa, Wang Yiran, has always been known for his calmness. His swordsmanship has a "mountain style" swordsmanship. He was also a little annoyed and said angrily: "Ma Lu! Don't hurt people with secret arrows!"
< p>Chen Pingan, who had walked a hundred steps away, was about to turn around when he was slightly startled. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone standing on a high branch on top of a big tree, with his hands behind his back. On the branches, the mountain wind blew, and the figure of the old man in black swayed gently like water waves along with the branches, making him very elegant. The two quickly looked at each other, and the old man nodded in greeting. Chen Pingan gave up the idea of taking action, and just turned around to face the waterside pavilion again.
The figure of the old man with the sword flashed and disappeared, and the next moment he landed on the path, like a wisp of green smoke passing Chen Pingan, he raised his arm and stretched forward. Put a finger up.
A carved-feather arrow shot through the air, and the old man in black held his finger against the tip of the arrow. The powerful and heavy arrow shattered inch by inch in the air, and the old man's The fingers were fine and there was nothing strange about them.
The old man stretched out another finger and gently held the tip of the arrow that was already at the end of his strength. He threw it away and the tip of the arrow shot away, piercing the arrow of the big man holding the bow. With one hand, the man was full of blood, but he still didn't lose his big bow with horns. The arm with a bloody palm drooped, holding the bow in one hand, with wide eyes, fiercely confronting the uninvited guest.
The old man in black looked indifferent, "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you are responsible for life and death! No elders have taught you this? In other rivers and lakes in Shushui Country, there are no rules, just do as you please. That's fine, but not in my Jianshui Villa."
The young woman stood up, gave a graceful Wanfu, and respectfully called her: "Old Ancestor."
p>Wang Yiran's face changed slightly, he quickly clasped his fists, lowered his head slightly and said: "Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa, pays homage to Sword Master Song!"
The scholar followed closely behind, He patted the girl on the head and motioned for her to stand up and greet her. Then the scholar bowed and said loudly: "Han Yuanshan, a descendant of the Han family in Xiaozhongshan, has met the old village owner."
The girl has a lively temperament, Without any stage fright, he followed his elder brother and bowed without bowing his head. He looked straight at the thunderous old immortal in the world and said in a childish voice: "Han Yuanxue, a descendant of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, has met the old village owner."< /p>
The old swordsman Song Yushao showed up. Song Fengshan, as the old man’s direct grandson, was the last one to stand up. His tone did not show any emotion as he said slowly: "Grandpa went out a little bit this time. For a short time, grandson thought that he could only wait until Zhuangzi's place became quiet and there were no guests., Grandpa is willing to come back. ”
The old man looked around, said a meaningful sentence of "troublesome", and turned around to leave with Chen Ping'an. What about the Han family of Xiaozhongshan, the mainstay of Shushui country, and what about Hengdao Villa? , completely ignored, as if they were not in his eyes, and the old village owner was not willing to take any notice of him.
Song Yushao and Chen Ping'an walked side by side, with their backs turned to everyone. Looking lonely, after walking a mile, he laughed at himself: "The family tradition is so skewed that it might as well be a waterfall to make you laugh. "
Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer the question, so he had to say some mild and polite words, "The people in Zhuangzi are actually not bad, and they are not as exaggerated as the old timers said. "
Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. No matter how generous and open-minded the old man is, he is not willing to publicize his family's scandal in front of outsiders, so he changed the subject and said: "Why did that punch outside the water pavilion happen temporarily? Change your mind and only use three or four points of your full strength? The future owner of Hengdao Villa is stubborn and not an easy person. If you show mercy today, she may not appreciate it, and she might want to pester you endlessly. Nowadays, the younger generation of charlatans only talk about their own happiness, and I don't like it very much. But you are so unhappy, and I really can't appreciate it. "
Chen Pingan took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "If I feel unhappy, I will punch someone to death. That is too overbearing. What's more, I will leave Shushui Country soon, and it will be difficult for Hengdao Villa to cause trouble for me. The most he could do was scold the woman behind her back, but I couldn't hear her anymore. "
Song Yushao turned around and looked at the young man with a sincere expression. He was both unexpected and reasonable, and said with a smile: "Such words are unreasonable for an old man of my age. In other words, it is possible. Half of the body is buried in the ground and everything is over. What else can be done? You are a little kid of fifteen or sixteen, you are too old-fashioned and boring. "
Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything. After one punch, the lingering depression in his heart was reduced a lot, which was enough.
He remembered something and reminded him softly: "The nun in the ancient temple who claims to be the Four Evils of Shushui Kingdom entered your village with a burly man. Old seniors, please be careful. "
Song Yushao laughed loudly and said: "What is this? In addition, the noble son of the Han family in the waterside pavilion just now, the notorious four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom, have been gathered together. . "
Chen Pingan asked doubtfully: "The remaining devil? "
Song Yushao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's okay not to say anything. "
Chen Pingan took a sip of wine and thought about things.
The old man understood clearly and said frankly: "This invitationI invite you to come here as a guest. I don’t mean to make any calculations. I just hope that this village will not be just some human-looking bastards. After all, this Jianshui Villa is a place run by me personally. I don’t want to be everywhere. Shit, there are puddles here and there, making me feel sick even walking in my house. I feel much more comfortable having you as guests at home. ”
Chen Pingan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This old man was too upright.
Chen Pingan didn’t know that Song Yu was burning in the world. In addition to the increasingly famous title of Sword Master, there is also the nickname "Iron Pimple" given by his peers, which means that Song Yushao is serious about words. This is true in the family, and even more so in the world outside the family. Not following Song Yushao's character would have really wronged the little swordsman. It's just that Song Yushao has the old-fashioned and pedantic spirit of the elders, and is restrained. Song Fengshan, who only pursues the ultimate in swordsmanship, doesn't bother to pursue it.
< p>Song Yushao, an old man in his seventies, has seen too many turmoils in the world and the evil people. He is increasingly certain of one thing. The truth only needs to be told to reasonable people, otherwise there will be rust on his waist. The mottled old iron sword is why Song Yushao likes to travel around the world with one person and one sword. Over the years, he has seen many up-and-comers who are sharp and wanton. His talent is really good, but his martial ethics is really not good. There are as many people in the world who are prospering and admiring them as there are crucian carp crossing the river. Song Yushao doesn't quite understand. Thirty or fifty years later, the world will be handed over to these people. What's the point? What's the hope?No matter how good Song Yushao's swordsmanship is, he is only one person. The elders of his generation left one by one, taking with them the old words and rules that the younger generation didn't like to hear. After entering the mud, now that even the old swordsman of the Caiyi Kingdom, who was both an enemy and a friend, was dead, Song Yushao felt a little uninterested.
The rivers and lakes were clear and watery, and there was no smell of alcohol at all.
A young man and a young man were taking a leisurely stroll. Song Yushao suddenly said: "Those people at Waterfall Pavilion are stupid. I can’t tell the level of your boxing intention, but I can see it clearly, so I’d like to say a few words. There is something wrong with your current state of mind. Breaking through the three realms and the four realms is the first big threshold for martial artists of our generation. The stronger your foundation is, the stronger your fighting skills will be. , once you break the knot with your heart, it becomes more likely to make mistakes. The force of a snow mountain collapse is thousands of times more terrifying than a mudslide on a small mountain. Little kid, you have to be careful right now! "
Chen Ping'an woke up with a start. He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He thought for a moment, then turned around and said, "Thank you, senior, for the advice." "
Song Yushao thought for a while and said something that seemed to be off-topic, "You held back your fist earlier because you were a kind person, but when it came to your breaking the situation, it was actually Not beautiful. According to the general rules of the rivers and lakes, if you punch the woman with all your strength, the woman will be seriously injured or even killed.Taking advantage of the situation and arousing public anger, a bloody battle to the death may be your opportunity to break through, what the gods on the mountain call opportunity. "
Chen Pingan smiled without regret, and said something very old-fashioned, "It doesn't matter, it should be mine, you can't run away, it shouldn't be mine. , can’t be caught. "
Song Yushao has actually been carefully observing the changes in the young man's expression. Seeing his calm expression and clear eyes, the old man nodded secretly.
The young man in front of him and The swordsmanship that his grandson Song Fengshan believes in is very different. Although it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong, and who can go faster and further, Song Yushao personally feels that the foreign boy who travels with a sword but has poor swordsmanship is more right. His own appetite. The scholarly family is indeed more capable than the Jianghu sect in educating their descendants. Song Yushao is sincerely convinced. In his early years, he devoted himself to swordsmanship. He has no idea how to cultivate and shape the family style. The most he did was to beat and scold him. Looking back now, the old man can only feel guilty and regretful.
The old man actually doesn’t think he is any better than Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa. Go.
Etiquette comes from the family, and the law comes from the sect.
The true children of the family have been exposed to the magic of the gods since they were young. The family has been inherited in an orderly manner since ancient times.
Song Yushao was deeply aware of this. He once traveled to Nanjian Country and had interactions with famous people there. Even though they had different personalities, they were indeed. Everyone has their own style, even if they are just incompetent scholars, they are still ashamed of themselves.
On the roadside between the waterfall and Jianshui Villa, there is a lovely and exquisite building with raised eaves. In the Xing Pavilion, there is a plaque "Landscape", and the couplet is "The stone is rugged and the water is clear and gurgling". It is simple and unique.
Song Yushao obviously has a special liking for this Xing Pavilion. He pulled Chen Ping'an to sit on the bench in the pavilion, facing each other. The old man held his sword across his knees, and the young man carried his sword behind him. One was hailed as a saint in swordsmanship by the world, and the other now had no confidence to even draw a sword.
The view is wide and the mountains in the distance are as clear as black grass.
The mountain breeze is refreshing and refreshing.
< /p>Song Yushao sat here in silence, not deliberately greeting the young man, but just thinking about his own concerns.
Song Fengshan, his grandson, was not ambitious, let alone ambitious. It was probably the grandson's daughter-in-law who was adding fuel to the flames, blowing the pillow wind all day long, making the grandson think that it was just a trivial matter, so she wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and she had to accept both black and white, and even reach out to the temple, otherwise Song Fengshan's In my nature, I would never have paid attention to the princess of Shushui. If I didn't strike her with a sword, I would be merciful.
The concept of the Four Evils of Shushui Kingdom has only been around in the past ten years. It is not widely spread in the world. Generally, only the masters of the world who have reached Wang Yiran's position have heard of it. The leader is the burly man who came to the door with the demon "Mammy" this time. He has a silver halberd, a magical weapon of the Immortal Family, and has created a demon sect in Shushui Kingdom. The second ranked one is from the ancient temple. The demonic woman was followed by the inconspicuous Xiaozhongshan Han family member in the waterside pavilion. She was born into a famous family, but she practiced magic and controlled many high-ranking feudal officials from Shushui Kingdom.
The person at the bottom of the Four Evils, far away and right in front of us, is Song Yushao’s granddaughter-in-law.
When Song Yushao went on a long trip, she "accidentally" met Song Fengshan, and the two of them became husband and wife behind Song Yu's back, telling the world that they would wait until Song Yushao returned. When they arrived at the villa, everything was done. The most helpless thing was that the obsessed Song Fengshan confessed that he knew the identity of his wife's devil. That time, Song Yu burned out a sword. One sword cut off the original sword of his eldest grandson, and another sword penetrated the woman's In his abdomen, Song Fengshan was so mad that he wanted to fight with his grandfather. Song Yushao was so angry that he wanted to cut off the hand tendons of this unscrupulous descendant with a sword, completely cutting off his future as a swordsman, so as not to cause harm to the world in the future. Unexpectedly, the woman was like that Standing in front of Song Fengshan, he let the old man pierce his heart with his sword. Although he was not killed on the spot, he really broke the Changsheng Bridge, and from then on he became a sick man who couldn't even bear the cold in spring.
Song Yu Shaoxiao tried to reason and move his emotions with these bullshit family members, but it didn’t work. In the end, he fired several swords, but he still couldn’t explain the truth clearly. It became a confusing account with no beginning or end.
Song Yushao sighed.
Shanshui Pavilion Shanshui Pavilion, with rugged mountains and gurgling water, is a beautiful scenery, but things in the world are like storms, and people's wishes are not fulfilled.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Senior Song, can I practice boxing at the waterfall next?"
Song Yushao's second chapter Without saying anything, he agreed casually: "Why not? I'll let the word go. From the Shanshui Pavilion to the waterfall, it is a forbidden area in Jianshui Villa. Anyone who crosses the boundary will die."
Chen Pingan scratched his head, feeling a little regretful, "I can just practice boxing at night when no one is enjoying the scenery. There is no need to block the road during the day, otherwise it would be too unkind."
Song Yushao shook his head and laughed: "Little boy, you are too unhappy. I have carved out a piece of land on my own property that is free of shit. Do I still need to reason with outsiders?"
< /p>Chen Pingan had no choice but to say: "If the villa needs my help, the old man just gives the order."
The old man patted the iron sword on his knee and said angrily: "I'm carrying my sword with you.The two are different. ”
Chen Pingan looked embarrassed, took off his sword gourd, just drank and said nothing.
The old man suppressed his laughter, put away his sword and stood up. : “Just practice boxing and stay at Zhuangzi as long as you want. By the way, your wine doesn't smell good. I'll ask someone to send you some jars of good wine that have been buried in Huadiao Laojiao for twenty years. That's wine! What are you drinking? It’s no better than water. The key is that you, a little kid, like to take a few sips regardless of whether there is someone or not. I’m ashamed of you. ”
The old man tiptoed, his figure swaying, and in an instant he appeared on the high branches of the distant forest. After a few elegant rabbits and falcons, he disappeared.
Chen Pingan was sitting alone in the Shanshui Pavilion
After meeting this martial artist twice, Chen Pingan thought of Shen Wen, the city god of Rouge County in Caiyi Country, for no reason. Although one is a pure martial artist who is famous in the world, and the other is a civil servant and god who enjoys incense, and oh yes, there is also a Qi practitioner who has taken Luan Luan as his disciple. I always feel that the three of them are somewhat similar, but in what details are they similar? , Chen Pingan couldn't tell. Anyway, after dealing with them, Chen Pingan felt that he really couldn't buy the cheapest kind of wine in his wine gourd.
Haha, it doesn’t matter, won’t you be able to drink the best wine in Jianshui Villa soon?
The key is that Chen Ping’an doesn’t have to spend money! p>So when Chen Pingan left Shanshui Pavilion and returned to his residence, he was in a good mood.
When they arrived in the yard, Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng looked at each other with a happy face. What? Does it still work like this?
Chen Pingan sat happily at the stone table and said with a smile: "I'm going to practice boxing at the waterfall in the evening, who of you wants to accompany me? "
The bearded man said with a bad smile: "Did you peek at the beauty taking a bath at the waterfall? If you can still have this beautiful scenery, count me in! "
Zhang Shanfeng blinked, "Pindao can help you look out. "
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Where? I had a conflict with someone at the waterfall and got into a fight. It seemed that it was someone from Hengdao Villa. Fortunately, Song The old man stepped in and helped me stop an arrow from one of my subordinates, otherwise I would probably have to fight, and then you two might be dragged into the water by me..."
The bearded man clicked his tongue and said, "Chen Ping'an, you're still making trouble, I'm a grown man, how can you covet beauty? I think Zhang Shanfeng is quite pretty. Later I will help him go to the town to buy a set of women's clothes. Then I will let him wander around the waterfall. Maybe I can help you.Let's be the couple who pull the string and make a beautiful marriage..."
Chen Ping'an was drinking wine and almost spit it out.
< p>Zhang Shanfeng had a look of disgust on his face, and quickly stood up and stayed away from the two of them, saying angrily: "The rabbit won't eat the grass beside the nest, so you are good, and you won't even let your brothers go. This is too much. "Chen Pingan silently changed to a stone bench, farther away from Xu Yuanxia.
The bearded man touched his beard and said, "What? , I can stab my brothers in both sides, but can’t I just change into women’s clothes? This brother is not loyal enough! "
Zhang Shanfeng clasped his fists and begged for mercy, then walked backwards, "Principal Dao, go inside to study the classics. You are just and you can talk slowly." ”
Xu Yuanxia laughed heartily.
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
It happened that there was someone named Chu outside the hospital. The old steward personally brought four jars of fine wine, put them down and left. The old man became more and more friendly to Chen Pingan.
Zhang Shanfeng actually didn't like drinking, so Chen Pingan wanted to confront Xu Yuanxia. Half a point, two altars per person. Xu Yuanxia hesitated, smiled and shook her head, "One altar is enough for me, Chen Pingan, you take three altars. ”
Chen Pingan was a little confused.
Xu Yuanxia looked around, not noticing anything strange, and pointed to the vermilion wine bottle on Chen Pingan’s waist. , chuckled and said: "I really don't think I can see any clues. I have spent most of my life in the world in vain, but I was too embarrassed to speak before. It's just like Zhang Shanfeng claiming to be Zhang Shan. Whoever wanders in the world, and A little secret? This wine pot of yours is either the legendary fairy family's square inch object, or it is the more precious sword-raising gourd, right? "
The bearded man pointed at his eyes, "You have already had piercing eyes. "
Chen Pingan did not deny it, but said softly: "I've kept it secret for so long, I'm sorry for you two. "
Xu Yuanxia rolled her eyes and said: "Bullshit, how can I be sorry for this? If you are not careful when you are in the world, you will really feel sorry for your friends. "
Speaking of this, the bearded man looked lonely. He opened a jar of the mountain wine that had been dusty for a long time, put it into his ordinary wine flask, filled it and shook it. " This is not a polite statement, I have suffered a lot. "
Xu Yuanxia drank heavily. Anyway, she still had more than half a jar of fine wine. She must have enough before she got drunk!
Chen Pingan saw that the man was in a dull mood, so he He didn't say anything and drank with Xu Yuanxia, but he drank slowly, like a man drinking like a cow.
Xu Yuanxia drank up a bottle of wine in one go, her beard was stained with wine, she wiped it casually and asked with a smile: "If your wine bottle contains the same wine, will it taste different?" "
Chen Pingan smiled and threw it to the bearded man, "Try it for yourself"
Xu Yuanxia raised the sword gourd high and raised her head. He took a big sip, threw it back to Chen Pingan, and said happily: "It's better to drink!"
Chen Pingan said cheerfully: "Fuck you! My wine The wine currently in the gourd is the cheapest one bought from the small town. Is it comparable to the 20-year-old Huadiao Laojiao in the villa?"
Xu Yuanxia was a little drunk and full. Face flushed, he stood up and swayed, walking towards his room, intending to take a good nap. He turned around and grinned: "How about the wine of the future Great Sword Immortal? It tastes good!"
Xu Yuanxia turned her head, staggered, shook her head, and said to herself: "From now on, I, Xu Yuanxia, can brag about this bullshit to others for the rest of my life!"