Totototototototo The two wooden swords were swung into fights and collided with each other, making a tossing sound.
Sometimes there is no sound after a long time, and sometimes the sound of impact is as dense as a string of beads, continuous.
It was in the countryside of Maxipu in the southern suburbs of Yuanling in western Hunan.
In front of three small tiled houses, on the grain drying field, a pair of young men and women were holding wooden swords.
Now competing.
An old man sat on a low stool in front of the house, holding a short dry pipe in his mouth and playing with his straw sandals.
Occasionally he raised his head and glanced at the young man and woman, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth to express his approval.
The faint sunlight passed through the wisps of green smoke from his mouth and shone on his white hair and wrinkled face.
But when he glanced at the two wooden swords that were stretching and retracting, his eyes were bright.
He is dignified and majestic.
It seems that he is not very old, and he seems to be under fifty years old.
The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a round face and a pair of big dark eyes.
She was so tired that her forehead was dripping with juice, and a stream of sweat ran down her left cheek and went straight to her neck.
She stretched out her left sleeve to wipe it, and her face turned as red as the strings of red peppers hanging from the eaves.
The young man was two or three years older than her, with a dark body, slightly high cheekbones, thick hands and big feet.
He was a common young farm boy in the countryside of western Hunan.
He had a wooden sword in his hand that made him quite agile.
Suddenly, the wooden sword in the young man's hand slashed diagonally downward from the upper left, then he thrust the sword backwards without looking back.
The girl lowered her head to avoid, and stabbed with the wooden sword in rapid succession.
The young man took two steps back, opened and closed his wooden sword, and with a shout, slashed three swords horizontally.
The young girl couldn't resist, she suddenly sheathed her sword and stood still without resisting.
She said coquettishly: "You are so powerful, you can just chop me to death."
The young man didn't expect that she would suddenly put away her sword.
Seeing that the third sword was about to cut into her waist, she was startled and hurriedly withdrew the attack, but the blow was too strong.
With a pop, the sword hit the back of her left hand, and she screamed "Ah yo" .
The girl clapped her hands and said with a smile: "If you are holding a real sword in your hand, do you still have this hand?"
The young man's face was dark and red, and he said: "I was afraid of cutting you, so I accidentally touched myself.
If we really fight, will they let you?
Master, you don't think so."
"When he said the last sentence, he faced the old man.
The old man stood up, holding half of his straw sandals, and said, "You two were able to do just fine with the fifty or so moves before, but these next few moves are simply useless."
He took the wooden sword from the girl's hand and swung it.
He made a diagonal slash and said: "This move is called brother, and the following move is too horizontal to pass, so it should be slashed horizontally, not straight.
A Fang, these two moves of yours are sudden blows of wind and mountains.
If Bu flees, the force of the sword should be like a cloth Then he ran away.
Ayun's two moves of falling into the mud, Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, are good, but since the move is called Feng Xiaoxiao, it's not right for you to use the sword.
Fa is a very famous lying corpse sword technique in the martial arts world.
Every time a move is made, the enemy will lie down and turn into a dead corpse.
Although you can't take it seriously when making gestures, the word lying corpse must always be used.
Keep it in mind.”
The young girl said: "Dad, our swordsmanship is very good, but the name is really not very good or nice to hear.
Lying Corpse Swordsmanship is scary to hear."
The old man said: "It sounds scary, but that's how majestic it is.
Before the enemy made a move, he was frightened and lost three points."
He held the wooden sword and replayed the six moves just now.
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I saw that his sword moves were dignified, his movements were heavy, he was advancing and retreating, and he was extremely ruthless.
The young man and woman looked at him in admiration and clapped their hands.
The old man returned the wooden sword to the girl and said: "You two practice again.
Ah Fang, don't be ridiculous.
If my senior brother hadn't asked you just now, would you still be alive?"
The girl stuck out her tongue, and suddenly stabbed out with a sword, extremely swiftly.
The young man was unprepared and hurriedly returned his sword to parry, but the girl took the opportunity and attacked again and again.
The young man was unable to pull back for a while.
Seeing that the defeat was complete, suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves in the northeast corner, and a horse was galloping towards them.
The young man turned around and said, "Who's here?"
The girl shouted, "We're defeated, don't be a scumbag.
Who's here has nothing to do with you."
He struck three times with his swords.
The young man resisted with all his strength and said angrily: "You said I am afraid of you?"
The girl smiled and said: "You don't say you are afraid, but you are afraid in your heart."
Stab with a sword on the left and a sword on the right, the two moves are extremely agile.
At that time, the passengers on the horse had reined in their horses and shouted loudly: "The flowers are falling from the sky, and the birds are flying everywhere!"
The girl said "Hey" and jumped back.
Looking at the passenger, I saw that he was about twenty-three or four years old.
He was well-dressed and dressed like a kid from a wealthy family in the city.
He couldn't help but blush on his face and said softly: "Dad, how did he know?"
The old man was surprised when the passenger immediately told him the names of his daughter's two sword skills, and he was waiting to inquire.
The passenger had already rolled off his saddle and dismounted.
He stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, my father-in-law.
There is a famous swordsman in Maxipu.
Mr.
Qi, who is iron-locked across the river, Qi Changfa.
Where does he live?"
The old man said, "I am Qi Changfa.
What kind of famous swordsman?
I don’t want to be fooled by that.
What do you want me to do?”
The young warrior prostrated himself on the ground and said, "Junior Bu Yuan, kowtow to Master Qi.
The younger generation came here to visit me on the orders of my master.
"Qi Changfa said: "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it."
He stretched out his hands to help him up, using his arms to exert inner energy.
Bu Yuan only felt half-body sore and numb, his face turned red, and he said: "Uncle Qi is taking the exams and is making a fool of himself as soon as he meets the juniors."
Qi Changfa smiled and said: "Your internal strength is not very good.
Who is Brother Wan's disciple?"
Bu Yuan's face turned red again and said: "This junior is Master's fifth disciple who is not good enough.
Master, he praises him every day.
Uncle Qi has profound internal energy, how to get it?
"Junior, please feed me."
Qi Changfa laughed and said, "Hello, senior brother Wan, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years."
Bu Yuan said, "Thanks to you, these two senior brothers and sisters are well.
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It’s you, my master, who is really good at swordsmanship.”
Qi Changfa waved.
Said: "Afang, Afang, come here to see Brother Bu.
This is my bachelor apprentice Di Yun, and this is my bachelor daughter Afang.
Hey, country girl, so ungenerous, she belongs to her own family.
People, what are you afraid of being ugly?”
Qi Fang hid behind Di Yun and did not show any courtesy.
He just nodded and smiled.
Di Yun said: "Senior Brother Bu, the swordsmanship you practice is the same as ours, right?
Otherwise, how could you recognize the swordsmanship of your junior sister at the first sight?"
Qi Changfa made a "poof" sound, spat on the ground, and said: "Your master studied the same art as his master, and they naturally learned swordsmanship, so there is no need to ask."
Bu Yuan opened the cloth bag next to the saddle, took out a baggage, offered it with both hands, and said, "Uncle Qi, the master wants to give me a small gift.
Please accept it with appreciation."
Qi Changfa thanked his daughter and asked his daughter to accept it.
Qi Fang took it to the room, opened the baggage, and saw a brocade-covered sheepskin robe, a Chinese jade wrist bracelet, a felt hat, and a black woolen mantle.
Qi Fang took it out and shouted with a smile: "Dad, Dad, you have never worn such beautiful clothes.
When you put them on, you don't look like a farmer.
Didn't you get rich and become an official?"
When Qi Changfa saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned for a long time.
Then he said coyly: "Brother Wan, hey, it's true."
Di Yun went to Qiancun to buy three kilograms of liquor.
Qi Fang killed a fat chicken, picked Chinese cabbage and water spinach from the garden, cooked a large plate full of them, and soaked a large bowl of red peppers in salt water.
Four people sat at a table and ate.
At the table, Qi Changfa asked what he meant.
Bu Yuan said: "Master said that he and his uncle have not seen each other for more than ten years.
I really miss him.
I have long wanted to visit Hunan.
It's just that Master has to practice Liancheng Sword Technique every day and can't move around."
Qi Changfa was picking up the wine bowl and putting it down.
On his lips, he spat the sip of wine he just drank back into the bowl, and asked quickly: "Why is your master practicing the Liancheng Sword Technique?"
Bu Yuan looked very proud and said: "On the fifth day of last month, the master had already practiced the Liancheng Sword Technique.
The method is practiced.”
Qi Changfa was even more shocked.
He put the wine bowl heavily on the table, and less than half of the bowl of wine spilled out, splattering the table and his chest with wine.
He was stunned for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter, reached out and slapped Bu Yuan hard on the shoulder, and said: "Damn it, good boy, your master has loved to brag since he was a child.
Even your master has not mastered this Liancheng swordsmanship.
Your master's skills are not necessarily very good, so don't lie to your uncle, drink, drink."
He raised his neck and drank half of the bowl of white wine.
He grabbed a red pepper with his left hand and started chewing it.
But there was no smile on Bu Tan's face, and he said: "Master knows that my uncle must not believe it.
On the 16th of next month, it will be the master's fiftieth birthday.
I would like to ask my uncle to take his junior brothers and sisters to Jingzhou for a drink." , Master ordered the juniors to come and invite you sincerely, no matter what Why do you want to invite your uncle to come?
The master said, I am afraid that his Liancheng swordsmanship is still not good enough, so I need to think about it together with my uncle.
Master often said that my uncle's swordsmanship is amazing, and we brothers can master it.
Uncle Master can give you some tips and you will definitely make great progress.”
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Qi Changfa asked: "Have you already invited your Second Senior Uncle Yan Daping?"
Bu Yuan said: "Second Senior Uncle Yan's whereabouts are uncertain.
Master has sent Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and Fourth Senior Brother to visit him."
I searched in Heshuo, Jiangnan, Yunnan and Guizhou, but they all said that I couldn't find him.
Has Uncle Qi heard any news from Uncle Yan?"
Qi Changfa sighed and said: "Among the three of our senior brothers, the second senior brother has the strongest martial arts.
If he is said to have mastered Liancheng Sword Technique, I would still believe it.
Your master, hehe, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it.”
He grabbed the jug with his left hand and poured a full bowl of wine.
He held the wine bowl in his right hand, but it was not convenient for him to drink.
He suddenly said loudly: "Okay, next month is the sixteenth.
I will definitely go to Jingzhou to pay your master's birthday.
I want to take a look."
How did he develop his sword technique?"
He slammed the wine bowl on the table, and another half of the bowl of wine spilled out, splattering the table and clothes.
"Dad, if you sell the rhubarb, what will happen to our farming next year?"
"Let's talk about it from next year to next year.
How can we care about so many things?"
"Dad, aren't we having a good time here?
We went to Jingzhou to celebrate Master Wan's birthday, and sold rhubarb to pay for expenses.
I said I can't do that."
"Dad promised Bu Yuan that he must go.
A true man has made his promise, so how can he regret taking you and Ayun to a big place to see the world?
Don't stay country people all your life."
"What's wrong with being a country boy?
I don't want to see the world.
I have raised rhubarb since I was a child.
I take it to graze and take it home.
Dad, look at rhubarb crying, it refuses to go ” "Silly girl, cows are beasts.
If you know what to do, let go."
"I won't let go.
People buy rhubarb and want to kill it and eat it.
I don't want to let it go."
"I don't know how to butcher them.
People buy them and use them to plow the fields."
"Yesterday Butcher Wang came to tell you that he must have bought rhubarb to kill.
You lied to me, you lied to me.
Look, rhubarb is crying.
Rhubarb, rhubarb, I won't let you go.
Brother Yun, brother Yun, come quickly , Daddy is going to sell rhubarb.”
"Father A Fang is also reluctant to part with rhubarb.
But if we go to pay birthdays to others with nothing, then the three of us are in tatters and have to sew three new sets of clothes to avoid being looked down upon."
"Didn't Master Wan give you new clothes and a new hat?
You look very impressive in them."
"Well, the weather is so hot.
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How can you carry an old sheepskin robe on your back?
Your uncle boasts that he has mastered Liancheng Swordsmanship.
I just don't believe it.
I have to go and see it with my own eyes.
Good boy, let go of your hands."
"Dahuang, if someone wants to kill you, just hit him with your horns and escape by yourself, no?"
People will chase you, so run away as far as you can, into the mountains."
Half a month later.
Qi Changfa came to Jingzhou with his disciple Di Yun and daughter Qi Fang.
The three of them must be wearing new clothes.
They are new to the big city and are rustic, a little timid and at a loss.
Ask about the residence of Wan Zhenshan, the "Five Cloud Hand".
A passer-by said: "As for the home of the old hero, just ask for the biggest house over there."
As soon as Di Yun and Qi Fang walked to the Wanjia Mansion and saw the high walls and red doors and the grand lanterns and colorful decorations, they secretly murmured in their hearts.
Qi Fang tightly grabbed her father's sleeve.
Qi Changfa was about to ask the gatekeeper when he suddenly saw Bu Yuan coming out of the door.
He was overjoyed and shouted: "Nephew Bu Xian, I'm here."
Bu Yuan hurriedly welcomed General out and said happily: "Master Qi is here.
Hello, Junior Brother Di, hello Junior Sister.
Master is thinking about Uncle.
In the past few days, he has been saying: "Junior Brother Qi, why haven't you invited me?"
Qi Changfa and three other people walked into the door, and the drummer played welcoming music.
The suona sounded suddenly, and Di Yun was startled.
In the hall, a burly old man was interacting with the guests.
Qi Changfa shouted: "Brother, I'm here."
The old man was startled, as if he didn't recognize him, and stayed for a moment.
Then he rushed out with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Third brother, you are so old.
It’s so weird, I almost don’t recognize you.”
The brothers were about to hold hands and reminisce when they suddenly smelled a strange odor in their noses, and then heard a voice like a broken gong shouting: "Wan Zhenshan, you owed me a penny ten years ago, you should pay it back today."
Qi Changfa Turning around, I saw a person at the entrance of the hall lifting a wooden bucket, raising his hands, and pouring a bucket full of excrement water towards him and Wan Zhenshan.
Qi Changfa saw his daughter and apprentice standing behind him.
If he ducked sideways, the bucket of excrement would be poured over his daughter.
He reacted quickly, grabbed the robe with both hands, and with a sudden movement, he patted and patted with a quick soft sound.
The buttons snapped, and he grabbed the hem of the shirt with his left hand and pushed it outwards.
The robe had already left the body.
Where the inner strength penetrated, the robe was like a sail blowing in the wind, trapping all the excrement splashed in it.
He handed it over smoothly, and the robe full of excrement flew towards the visitor.
The man threw the dung bucket and jumped aside.
Bang, bang, slap, the dung bucket and robe hit the ground one after another, and the whole hall was filled with stench.
I saw the man with beards and beards, tall and majestic, standing there majestically, laughing loudly and saying: "Wan Zhenshan, brother, I have come all the way to celebrate your birthday.
I am short of gifts, but I will give you thousands of taels of gold.
Congratulations."
You are full of gold and jade.”
Wan Zhenshan's eight disciples were furious when they saw this man coming to make trouble like this and making a brightly lit longevity hall filthy.
Eight people swarmed up and tried to grab him and beat him half to death.
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Wan Zhenshan shouted: "Stop, everyone."
The eight disciples stopped immediately.
The second disciple Zhou Qi yelled at the big man: "Fuck your grandma Xiong, who are you?"
Today is a good day for Mr.
Wan, but he comes to disturb the situation.
If I don't beat you up, you are a bastard who doesn't know how powerful Wan Jia is at Wuyun Hand. " Wan Zhenshan recognized the origin of this bearded man and said, "Who is it?
It turns out that the leader of Lu Dazhai in Taihang Mountain has arrived.
Master Lu Dazhai has made a fortune in the past few years, and his house is filled with thousands of taels of gold.
It’s not over, I still have a lot of it with me.”
When all the guests heard the words "Lv Dazhai Master of Taihang Mountain", many people whispered to each other: "It turns out to be Lu Tong from Taihang Mountain.
I don't know how he formed a relationship with Mr.
Wan."
"This Lu Tong is from the Northern Five Dynasties.
He is a very powerful person in the underworld in the province, and he is very famous in the north and south of the Yellow River for his Liuhe Dao and Liuhe Fist.
"If good people don't come, there will be some excitement today."
Lu Tong sneered and said: "Ten years ago, my brother committed a crime in Taiyuan Mansion.
Someone secretly tipped off the news and ruined our business.
It didn't matter, but it was so tiring that my brother Lu Wei was ruined by the eagle's claws.
He died unexpectedly.
It was not until three years ago that it was found out that it was you, Wan Zhenshan, who was responsible for this.
How do you want to end this matter?"
Wan Zhenshan said: "Yes, that's a tip from my surname Wan.
It's okay to eat in the rivers and lakes and do business without capital.
But your brother Lu Wei raped someone else's daughter and killed four people in a row.
This is so outrageous and unreasonable.
If something happens to me named Wan, I can’t ignore it.”
When everyone heard this, they all shouted loudly: "You have done such evil things, you have no shame."
"The thief and robber, kidnapped him and sent him to the official."
"The flower-picking thief dared to go to Jiangling Mansion and run wild."
Lu Tong suddenly sprinted from the courtyard to the front of the hall, crossed his arms, and hit the pillars.
After several consecutive blows, there was only a clicking sound, and a pillar as thick as a bowl was immediately broken into two pieces.
The roof tiles fell one after another, and a cloud of smoke filled the front of the courtyard.
Many people fled out of the hall.
When everyone saw him showing off his iron arm skills, they were all awe-struck and thought: "If his arm were swept across my body like this, how could I still be alive?"
Lu Tong jumped back to the courtyard and shouted loudly: "Wan Zhenshan, you are really chivalrous.
You should come out to fight injustice with open swords and guns.
I admire you as a hero.
Why did you secretly ventilate the government and why did you engulf the government?
My brother has already obtained six thousand taels of silver.
You are so despicable and shameless, come and fight to the death."
Wan Zhenshan sneered and said: "Master Lu Dazhao, I haven't seen you in ten years.
Your kung fu has really improved a lot.
It's a pity that for people like you, the stronger your kung fu, the more people you harm.
Although Wan is old, he has to come here to learn from you."
Learn from me."
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He said and walked out slowly.
Suddenly, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes emerged from the crowd.
He approached Lu Tong silently.
He turned his arms and hooked Lu Tong's arms.
He shouted loudly: "You have soiled my master."
"Please pay for your new clothes quickly."
It was Di Yun, a disciple of Qi Changfa.
Lu Tong shook his arms, trying to shake the young man away, but unexpectedly his arms were tightly hooked by Di Yun, making him unable to break free.
Lu Tong's iron arm skill had to be swept across and struck directly to exert its power.
He was accidentally hooked by him, and he couldn't use the strength in his arm.
In anger, he raised his right knee and hit Di Yun's lower abdomen, shouting: "Let go!"
Di Yun felt pain and his arm strength relaxed.
Lu Tong used the "Sudden Storm" move to break free of his arms, and punched out with a roar.
It was a move in the "Liuhe Fist", "Oolong Exploring the Sea".
Di Yun hurriedly got out of the way and shouted: "I won't fight with you.
This new robe of my master cost three taels of silver to sew.
We sold big cows and rhubarb to sew three sets of clothes.
Today's first The next time he got up, Lu Tong said angrily: "Young boy, what are you talking about?"
Di Yun rushed forward three steps and shouted: "Hurry up!"
"Pay it forward."
He is a son of a peasant family who cherishes material resources the most.
He saw his master selling his beloved Taigun Niu to sew three sets of new clothes.
The first time he wore them, he was spoiled by others.
Teach him how not to feel deeply regretful.
Regardless of the feud between Lu Tong and Wan Zhenshan, the master's robe must be compensated.
Wan Zhenshan said: "Nephew Di Xian, please step back.
I will pay for your master's robe."
Di Yun said, "If you ask him to compensate, it will be bad if he leaves and you don't acknowledge the debt."
Then he went to twist Lu Tong's clothes again.
Lu Tong dodged and punched Di Yun in the chest, causing him to stagger and almost fall down.
Wan Zhenshan shouted: "Nephew Di Xian, step back!"
The tone was quite severe.
Di Yun's eyes turned red and he shouted: "You're not unreasonable but you still hit someone without paying for your clothes.
Aren't you being unreasonable?"
Lu Tong laughed and said, "What if I beat you, you stupid boy?"
Di Yun said, "I'll beat you too."
His body stumbled, his left palm slashed diagonally, and his right palm penetrated from the bottom of the left palm.
Lu Tong used the "Tiger Fighting Style", sitting down with his left leg and flying out with his right fist.
As soon as the two of them joined hands, they exchanged more than ten moves in an instant.
Di Yun had been practicing martial arts with Qi Changfa since he was a child, and had sword duels with his junior sisters, never stopping for a day.
Although Lu Tong was a big thief in Jinzhong and a famous figure in the underworld, he couldn't defeat him for a while, and he had to use his iron arm skills several times.
He obediently avoided them all and punched him twice on the shoulder.
Di Yun was thick and strong and was not injured.
After a few more moves, Lu Tong became anxious, and suddenly his boxing technique changed from "Liuhe Fist" to "Red Shiri Fist".
This set of boxing is also one of the "Liuhe Boxing", but it is mixed with monkey boxing, focusing on hugging, hitting, soaring, sealing, kicking, pooling, sweeping, hanging, and adding "cat fleeing, dog flashing, rabbit rolling, eagle rolling" There are eight postures: "Songziling, slender chest, kite turning, and stomping feet".
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They are all variations within a pattern.
Di Yun had never seen this type of boxing before.
He panicked and kicked his left leg twice.
Wan Zhenshan saw that he was no match and shouted: "Nephew Di Xian, step back, you can't beat him."
Di Yun shouted: "If you can't beat me, you will still beat me."
With a bang, Lu Tong punched him in the chest again.
Qi Fang was watching from the side, always worried about her senior brother.
At this moment, she couldn't help shouting: "Brother, there is no need to fight, let Master Wan send him away."
But Di Yun's arms were straight up and down, and he rushed forward regardless of his life. , kept shouting: "I'm not afraid of you, I'm not afraid of you."
With a bang, he was punched in the nose again, and blood dripped immediately.
Wan Zhenshan frowned and said to Qi Changfa: "Junior brother, he doesn't listen to me, just ask him to come down."
Qi Changfa snorted and said: "Let him suffer a little, and let me fight this later."
The Flower Picker."
At this moment, an unkempt old beggar walked in outside the gate.
He was holding a broken bowl in his left hand and a bamboo stick in his right hand.
He shouted hoarsely: "The old man is celebrating a happy event today and is giving me a bowl of cold rice." " Everyone was concentrating on watching the fight between Lu Tong and Di Yun, and no one paid attention to it.
The beggar groaned and shouted: "Ah, I'm starving to death, I'm starving to death."
Suddenly, his left foot stepped on the feces on the ground, and there was a movement under his feet.
Sliding, he leaned over and fell down, shouting: "Oh, I fell to death."
The broken bowl and bamboo stick in his hand fell out at the same time.
What a coincidence.
The broken bowl was thrown right at the "Zhitang point" on Lu Tong's back, and the end of the bamboo stick hit the "Ququan point" on the bend of Lu Tong's knee.
Lu Tong's knees went weak and he fell to his knees on his left foot.
At the same time, his whole body was sore and numb, as if he had suddenly collapsed.
Di Yun punched out with both fists, and with two bangs, Lu Tong's huge body flew up.
With a bang, smelly water splashed everywhere, and he fell into the excrement he brought.
This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations.
Lu Tong got up in a panic and ran out with his head in his arms.
All the congratulators laughed and shouted in unison: "Hold him, hold him" and "Don't let this thief escape."
Di Yun shouted to himself: "I will pay for my master's robe."
When he was about to drive him out, he suddenly felt that his left arm was being held by someone, making him unable to move.
When he looked sideways, he saw that it was his master.
Qi Changfa said: "You were lucky enough to win, so why are you chasing after him?"
Qi Fang took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from Di Yun's face.
When Di Yun lowered his head, he saw that the placket of his new shirt was covered with blood.
He couldn't help but said anxiously, "Oh no, no, my new clothes are stained too."
I saw the old beggar staggering out of the door, muttering to himself: "I didn't get a meal, but I lost a rice bowl."
Di Yun knew that he had just won because the beggar accidentally fell and took out twenty dollars from his arms.
A big piece of money, which the master gave him as pocket money when he came to the city, chased him out and stuffed it into his hand.
The old beggar kept saying: "Thank you, thank you very much."
That night Wan Zhenshan held a grand banquet to entertain the guests who came to celebrate his birthday.
He was a great gentleman in Jingzhou.
In his longevity hall were the birthday banners sent by Ling Zhifu of Jingzhou Prefecture and Shangzhi County of Jiangling County.
They were shining with golden light and looked very beautiful.
Everyone at the banquet was talking about this interesting incident during the day.
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Everyone said that Di Yun was so lucky that he saw that he was unbeatable.
It happened that the old beggar came in and fell in love, which disturbed Lu Tong's mind.
Everyone couldn't help praising Di Yun for having such courage at such a young age.
It was extremely difficult to fight with such a famous figure in the underworld for dozens of moves.
Naturally, some people say that this is the birthday of the God-giver who brings great blessings to the sky.
Otherwise, it would be such a coincidence that the old beggar fell on his back and retreated from a powerful enemy.
If Wan Zhenshan had taken action himself, of course he would have dispatched this evil guest in two or three blows, but It’s not so interesting to work for the birthday man.
When the guests praised Di Yun like this, Wan Zhenshan's eight disciples all felt their faces dim.
This Lu Tong originally came for Wan Zhenshan, and the Wanmen disciples did not take action, but a dull-witted country disciple from the teacher's uncle forced his way forward and repelled the enemy.
The eight disciples were all angry, but it was difficult to express their anger.
After Wan Zhenshan personally toasted, the eldest disciple Lu Kun, the second disciple Zhou Qi, the third disciple Wan Gui, the fourth disciple Sun Jun, the fifth disciple Bu Yuan, the sixth disciple Wu Kan, the seventh disciple Feng Tan, and the eighth disciple Shen Cheng took a seat.
Come and toast.
The eight disciples of Wanmen are all named after the word "Tu".
Among them, the third disciple Wan Gui is the only son of Wan Zhenshan.
He is tall and tall.
His face is slightly thin, handsome and unrestrained, more like a rich man, not as tall and proud as his senior brother Lu Kun and second senior brother Zhou Qi.
The eight people toasted to the distinguished guests, scholars, and martial arts elders, toasted their masters, uncles, and Changfa, and then toasted to Di Yun.
Wan Gui said: "Senior Brother Di has earned a lot of face for my father today.
There are eight of us brothers, and each of us has to give Senior Brother Di a big drink."
Di Yun never knew how to drink, and shook his hands wildly and said: " I don’t know how to drink, I don’t know how to drink.”
Wan Gui said: "During the day, my father called me three times, asking Brother Di to step back.
Brother Di ignored me and ignored my father's words.
We are toasting at the moment, but Brother Di doesn't drink.
That means our Wan family members are too small."
"Look."
Di Yun said in astonishment: "I didn't."
Qi Changfa heard that Wan Gui's tone was wrong and said, "Yun'er, you drank."
Di Yun said: "I, I, I don't know how to drink."
Qi Changfa said solemnly: "Drink."
Di Yun had no choice but to drink one cup each, and drank eight cups in succession.
His face turned red immediately, his ears were buzzing, and his mind was confused.
That night, Di Yun went to bed feeling confused and felt hot pain in his chest, shoulders, legs, and everywhere Lu Tong punched and kicked him.
In the middle of the night, he heard someone tapping on the window with his fingers.
Someone kept shouting: "Brother Di, Di Yun, Di Yun."
Di Yun woke up with a start and asked, "Who is it?"
The man outside the window said: "My younger brother Wan Gui, I have something to discuss.
Please ask Brother Di to come out."
Di Yun was stunned, got out of bed, put on his clothes and shoes, and opened the window.
I saw eight people lined up outside the window, each holding a long sword in their hands.
They were the eighth disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects.
Di Yun asked curiously: "What are you asking me to do?"
Wan Gui said: "We need to learn from Senior Brother Di's sword moves."
Di Yun shook his head and said: "Master has told me not to compete in martial arts with Senior Brother Wan's disciples."
Wan Gui He sneered and said: "It turns out that Uncle Qi is self-aware."
Di Yun said angrily: "What kind of self-awareness?"
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Suddenly, with three sneers, Wan Gui stabbed him three times through the window, and the sword blades all passed by his cheeks, within an inch of each other.
May.
Di Yun felt a chill on his cheek and was startled.
He hurriedly backed up, tripped on the stool with his left foot and stumbled, very embarrassed.
The eighth disciple of Wanmen laughed loudly.
Di Yun was furious, turned around and pulled out the long sword from under his pillow, jumped out of the window, and saw that all the eight disciples of Wanmen had a bad look on their faces.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, although he was angry, but after remembering his master's repeated instructions, he must not He broke up with his uncle's disciples and said, "What do you want?"
Wan Gui's long sword made a false strike, buzzing in the air, and said: "Brother Di, you are trying to show your strength today.
You only said that everyone in my Wan family in Jingzhou is dead.
Do you still mean that there is no one in my Wan family?"
Comparable to your brother Di's skills."
Di Yun shook his head and said, "That man soiled my master's clothes.
Of course I want him to pay for it.
It's none of your business."
Wan Gui shook his head and said: "You have become famous in front of all the guests, and you have shown your face so much, but you have made all eight of my fellow apprentices disgraced.
Let alone wandering around in the world, in this Jingzhou city, we Brother, there is no place for you.
What you did today is too much."
Di Yun said in astonishment, "I don't know."
Lu Kun, the top disciple of the Wanmen Sect, said: "Third Junior Brother, this guy is pretending to be a fool.
Tell him more and stretch him more."
Wan Gui held out his long sword and pointed it at Di Yun's left shoulder.
Di Yun realized that this sword move was a feint, and he did not move his body, nor did he extend his sword to block it.
Wan Gui withdrew his slanting sword, and he was even more annoyed when he saw through the sword move, and said: "Okay, you don't bother to fight with me."
Di Yun said: "Master has told me not to compete with my uncle's disciples. " Suddenly there was a scoff, and Wan Gui's long sword thrust out, piercing a long slit in his right sleeve.
Di Yun was very fond of this new dress and stabbed him for no reason.
He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "You pierced my clothes, I want you to pay for it."
Wan Gui smiled coldly, raised his sword and stabbed again.
Towards his left sleeve.
Di Yun slashed his sword back at an angle.
With a clang, he blocked the sword and took advantage of the situation to fight back.
As soon as the two of them started fighting, they started fighting faster and faster.
The two men learned the same swordsmanship.
After fighting for more than ten moves, Di Yun became excited and stabbed Wan Gui's vital part with his sword.
Zhou Qi shouted: "Hey, is this guy serious about killing people?
Third Junior Brother, please don't be merciful."
Di Yun was startled and thought to himself: "It would be bad if I accidentally stabbed him."
The attack in his hands slowed down.
Wan Gui also said that his swordsmanship was not as good as his own, and his sword strikes were continuous and powerful.
Di Yun kept retreating.
He yelled: "I'm not going to fight you.
What are you doing?"
Wan Gui said, "Why do you have to stab you with a few transparent holes?"
He scoffed with his sword.
Di Yun stepped forward and stabbed straight into the palace.
Di Yun leaned to the left side and saw a flaw in his right shoulder.
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The sword was turned upside down.
If the sword had been cut straight, Wan Gui's shoulder would have been seriously injured.
Di Yun's wrist was slightly turned over.
The blade of the sword turned flat, and there was a slap on his shoulder.
He only thought that the outcome was decided now, and Wan Guijun should retreat in spite of the difficulty.
He usually competed with his junior sister in swordplay, but he would stop as soon as it got to this point.
Unexpectedly, Wan Guijun's face turned red and he thrust his sword straight.
Di Yun was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in his left leg, as he had been struck by a sword.
Lu Kun, Zhou Qi and others clapped their hands and cheered, saying: "Boy, just lie down.
If you admit defeat, I will spare you."
"The country bumpkin disciples trained by Uncle Qi are nothing more than these three-legged cat-handle moves. " Di Yun was already furious after being hit by a sword in the leg.
When he heard these people insulting his master, he became even more furious.
He gritted his teeth and attacked with the sword like a gust of wind.
Wan Gui saw that the opponent was as powerful as a mad tiger.
He couldn't help but feel timid.
He had been pampered since he was a child.
Although he had practiced swordsmanship well, he had never experienced such a desperate fight.
When he was afraid, his sword moves became scattered.
Bu Yuan saw that his third senior brother was on the verge of defeat, so he picked up a brick and threw it at Di Yun's heart.
Di Yun was concentrating on the sword fight with Wan Gui, when suddenly he felt a pain in his vest and was hit hard by a brick.
He turned around and cursed: "Shameless, two of them are beating one."
Bu Yuan said: "What, what did you say?"
Di Yun thought to himself: "Even if there are eight of you here today, I can't lose Master's face."
He ignored the pain in his legs and vest.
A sword thrust towards Wan Gui.
At this time, his sword moves were out of order and full of flaws, but although there were many loopholes, his momentum was strong.
Wan Gui ducked in embarrassment and no longer dared to attack.
Bu Yuan winked at his sixth junior brother Wu Kan and said: "The third senior brother is very skilled in swordsmanship.
This guy can't resist it.
If it hurts his life, Senior Uncle Qi will have a bad look on his face.
Let's go forward and raid the formation."
Wu Kan understood , nodded and said: "That's right.
Let's be careful and don't let the third brother hurt anyone with his sword."
The two of them stabbed Di Yun's side with two swords, one on the left and one on the right.
Di Yun's swordsmanship was not much better than Wan Gui's, but he gained the upper hand by attacking with all his might.
Bu Yuan and Wu Kan stepped forward to attack, one against three.
He was immediately in a panic, and with a swipe, the sword hit his left leg again.
This sword injury was serious.
He could no longer stand still and fell down.
The sword in his hand did not fall off, and he still could not block the sword moves of the three men.
Lu Kun snorted coldly, rushed forward and flew out with his right foot, kicking his wrist.
Di Yun couldn't hold it, and the sword flew out of his hand and fell into the bushes.
Wan Gui's long sword came straight out, and the tip of the sword was pressed against his throat.
Bu Yuan and Wu Kan laughed and jumped back.
Wan Gui smiled triumphantly and said: "Country, are you convinced?"
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Di Yun yelled: "I've convinced you, you four, but if one of you beat me, you are not a good man."
Wan Gui's sword tip moved forward slightly and sank into his throat.
He counted the soft meat and shouted: "How dare you speak so harshly?"
I exert a little more force and cut your throat immediately.
Di Yun scolded: "Use your strength, you will cut my throat if you dare."
Those who don’t exert force are turtle bastards.
Wan Gui's eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed out with his left foot, kicked him hard in the stomach, and cursed: "Smelly thief, are you still tough with your mouth?"
This kick only made Di Yun's internal organs seem to turn upside down.
He almost groaned, but he gritted his teeth and held it back, cursing: "Smelly bastard, bastard."
Wan Gui kicked him again, this time hitting him in the chest.
Face door.
Di Yun felt like stars were flashing in front of his eyes, and he almost fainted.
He wanted to open his mouth to curse again, but he couldn't curse anymore.
Wan Gui sneered and said, "I'll spare you today.
Go and cry to Master and Junior Sister, saying that we have the strength in numbers and we beat you, so you're going to cry like a pustule."
Di Yun said angrily: "Crying and complaining about a man's revenge, only he can do it by himself."
Wan Gui was about to ask him to say this.
He even more provoked him and said, "I'll leave some marks on your face so that your master can ask questions."
Then he kicked him hard on his left eye and right face.
Half of Di Yun's face suddenly became swollen, and his left tear was blurry.
Bu Yuan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, the real man is crying, the hero has turned into a bear."
Di Yun was so angry that his stomach was about to explode, thinking that if you come to my master's house, I will entertain you well, buy wine and kill chickens, how can I be sorry for you, but now you are hurting me like this.
Wan Gui said: "If you can't beat me, you might as well go cry to my father and ask him to punish me and express your anger on your behalf.
Wow, Master Wan, your eight disciples beat me until I crawled on the ground."
The people in the ground are crying and begging for mercy.
Uncle Wan, aren’t you going to uphold justice?”
Di Yun said, “You’re such a boneless idiot that you’re crying to the adults.”
Wan Gui, Lu Kun and Butan looked at each other and smiled, thinking that today's sullenness was over, he immediately put his sword back into its sheath and said: "Good boy, if you have the guts, come back and fight tomorrow.
Master, I have to excuse you."
The eight of them were laughing and joking.
Walk away.
Di Yun looked at the backs of these eight people, feeling angry and puzzled at the same time.
He thought to himself: "I have neither offended them nor their master, so why did they come to beat me for no reason?
Do the people in the city Are you all so unreasonable?"
He managed to stand up, his head was dizzy, and he sat down again.
Suddenly he heard a person behind him sighing and saying: "Oh, if you can't beat someone, you should kowtow and beg for mercy.
Isn't it unfair to get beaten in vain?"
Di Yun said angrily: "I would rather be beaten to death than to be beaten to death."
"Kowtow" When he turned around, he saw a man with a hunched back and dragging his shoe leathers, slowly walking towards him.
He was unkempt and disheveled.
He was the old beggar he had seen during the day.
The old beggar said: "Well, as I get older, my back hurts badly due to rheumatism.
Young man, please give me a beating on my back."
Di Yun was angry, snorted and ignored him.
The old beggar sighed: "Who taught me that I will never have children or grandchildren?
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When I grow old, I have no relatives to take care of me.
Ouch, ouch."
He held the bamboo stick and walked away step by step.
Di Yun saw the old beggar's back trembling violently.
He had just beaten him severely.
He couldn't help feeling sympathy for the old beggar and shouted: "Hey, I still have dozens of pennies here.
You can use it to buy steamed buns." stop" The old beggar came back step by step.
He took the copper coins and said, "I have severe rheumatism pain on my back.
Please give it a beating."
Di Yun said, "Okay, I'll wrap up the wound on my leg before we talk."
The old beggar said, "You just care about yourself, don't worry about it."
What kind of hero is he?"
Di Yun gave him a boost and said, "Okay, I'll beat him up for you."
He sat down on the ground and stretched out his fist to beat him on the back.
After punching him twice, the old beggar said: "It feels so comfortable, so comfortable.
Try harder."
Di Yun increased his strength.
The old beggar said: "It's a pity that the strength is too light."
Di Yun increased his strength.
The old beggar said: "Oh, you useless young man.
After a beating, you are so angry that you can't even give the old man a slap on his back.
What's the use of a person like you living in the world?"
Di Yun said angrily: "If I use my strength, I'm afraid I'll break your old bones."
The old beggar smiled and said: "If you could break my old bones, you wouldn't lie on the ground and be kicked and kicked again."
Give him a beating."
Di Yun was furious and put more force on his hands.
The old beggar said, "Well, this is interesting, but it's still too light."
Di Yun punched hard.
The old beggar smiled and said: "Too light, too light, it won't work."
Di Yun said: "Old man, don't be joking, I don't want to hurt you."
The old beggar sneered and said: "You can still hurt me.
Use all your strength and try to punch me."
Di Yun moved his right arm, and was about to punch him on the back.
Seeing his old appearance under the moonlight, his heart softened, he relaxed his strength and said, "Who can be as knowledgeable as you?"
He gently punched his back.
Pounded.
Suddenly, I felt someone push and throw me on my waist, and my body flew up like a cloud.
With a bang, I fell into the grass.
I was dizzy after falling, and it took me a long time to get up.
He slowly struggled to stand up, not angry, but indescribably surprised.
He looked at the old beggar blankly and said, "Were you the one who threw me?"
The old beggar said: "Is there anyone else here but me?"
Di Yun said: "How did you throw me?"
The old beggar said: "Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown."
Di Yun said curiously "This is the swordsmanship taught to me by my master.
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How do you know?"
the old beggar said, "Fist and swordsmanship are all the same.
Besides, your master didn't teach me correctly."
Di Yun said angrily: "Why did my master teach me wrongly?
How dare you, an old beggar, say anything wrong with my master?"
The old beggar said: "If your master taught me correctly, why can't you beat him?"
Di Yun He said: "Three or four of them hit me, and I can't beat them.
If it's one against one, you see if I lose or not."
The old beggar smiled and said: "Haha, fight."
As for fighting, you have to fight alone, and if others don't do it, what should you do?
If you don't kneel down and kowtow, you have to accept your fate and get beaten.
If you can win ten or eight, then you are a good man.
Yun thought to himself that this was a good thing, and said: "They are my uncle's disciples.
Their sword skills are similar to mine.
How can I fight against eight of them?"
The old beggar said: "I will teach you some kung fu and let you defeat eight of them alone.
Do you want to learn it?"
Di Yun was overjoyed and said: "I'll learn, I'll learn."
But then he thought, there may not be such a skill in the world, and this old beggar is even more unlike a person with excellent martial arts.
He was hesitating, and suddenly his vest suddenly gave someone As soon as he grabbed it, he flew up again, this time in the air He involuntarily turned over two somersaults, flew high, and fell harder when he fell.
His arms were on the ground, and his joints were almost broken.
When he got up, he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, but he was filled with joy.
Incomparably, he shouted: "Old uncle, I will learn from you."
The old beggar said: "I will teach you a few tricks today.
If you come here to fight with them again tomorrow night, do you dare?"
Di Yun thought to himself: "Although your martial arts are high, how can I learn it in one day?"
But when he thought about fighting Wan Gui and Lu Kun again, he couldn't help but feel proud and said: "I dare to get beaten up one more time at most, what's the big deal?"
The old beggar's left hand suddenly came out, grabbed the back of his neck, threw him hard to the ground, and cursed: "You brat, since I taught you martial arts, how come you still get beaten by them?
Can't you believe me?"
Di Yun Although the fall was very painful, I felt even more happy in my heart, and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I made a mistake.
Please teach me quickly."
The old beggar said: "Show me the sword skills you have learned.
While you are doing it, read the names of the sword moves."
Di Yun responded, "Yes."
Seeing that the wound on his leg continued to bleed, he wrapped the wound hastily, found his sword in the grass, and followed the instructions of his master, using each move, reciting the names of the sword moves.
Later, it became smoother and smoother, and the words came out faster and faster.
When he was practicing to the fullest, he suddenly heard the old beggar laughing loudly.
He couldn't help but sheathed his sword in shock and asked, "Am I practicing wrong?"
The old beggar didn't answer.
He just held his stomach and bent over with laughter, unable to stand up straight. body.
Di Yun was slightly angry and said, "Even if I don't practice correctly, there's nothing funny about it."
The old beggar suddenly stopped laughing and sighed: "Qi Changfa, Qi Changfa, your fierceness is really impressive."
He shook his head and said: "Give me the sword."
Di Yun turned the hilt of the sword upside down and handed it over.
The old beggar took the long sword and said softly: "When Gu Honghai comes, Chi Huang dare not pay attention."
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He danced the long sword away.
As soon as he held the sword in his hand, he seemed to be a different person in an instant.
His figure was calm and his sword power was elegant.
However, he was still as fussy as before.
Di Yun looked at a few moves and suddenly realized something, and said: "Old man, when I was fighting with Lu Tong, did you deliberately throw your job to help me?"
The old beggar said angrily: "You can't even talk about Liuhe."
Terotsu's martial arts skills are much better than your stupid boy's.
With your little skills, you can really get rid of him."
As he spoke, he continued to use his sword.
Di Yun heard that the formula he recited was no different from what his master taught him.
Only the pronunciation of the words was occasionally different, but the sword moves were completely different.
The more he read, the more strange he felt.
The old beggar made a sword gesture with his left hand, and suddenly held out the long sword in his right hand.
He suddenly handed the sword to his left hand, then slapped him with his right hand and slapped him hard in the face.
Di Yun was startled, stroking his cheek and said angrily: "Why are you hitting people?"
The old beggar smiled and said: "I taught you sword moves, but you are thinking wildly, shouldn't you hit me?"
Di Yun thought that it was his fault, and immediately calmed down and said, "Yes, it's my fault.
I see that the moves you mentioned are the same as those of my master, but the swordsmanship is completely different, which I find very strange."
The old beggar asked: "Is it your master who taught you better, or me?"
Di Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know."
The old beggar threw the sword back to him and said, "Let's make gestures."
Di Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Yun Dao: "My abilities are far from yours, and I can't compare to you."
The old beggar sneered and said, "Hey, you silly boy hasn't gotten home yet.
Let's just compare our moves, not our skills."
He shook the bamboo stick in his hand and used it as a sword to stab Di Yun.
Di Yun blocked the attack with his sword.
Seeing that the old beggar's bamboo stick was stagnant, he immediately raised his sword and stabbed back.
Unexpectedly, the tip of his sword flicked, and the old beggar's bamboo stick rose up like a poisonous snake.
It reached forward and hit his shoulder.
Di Yun was convinced and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful."
He slashed forward with his sword.
The old beggar turned the bamboo stick over and leaned flat against his sword.
Di Yun used his strength to push back, and the old beggar's bamboo stick spun around several times, directing all his strength in the opposite direction.
Di Yun couldn't hold on, and the sword flew out of his hand.
He was stunned for a moment and said, "Old man, your sword skills are really good."
The old beggar stretched out his bamboo stick and caught the long sword that fell in the air.
There seemed to be glue on the end of the stick, but it actually stuck the sword back and said, "Your master is good at martial arts, so this is all he taught you.
Hehe, that's weird."
He shook his head and said: "Every move in your Tang poetry swordsmanship is derived from a line of Tang poetry."
Di Yun said: "Why does the master of swordsmanship in Tang poetry say that it is a corpse swordsmanship?
After a few sword strikes, the enemy will lie down and turn into a corpse."
The old beggar laughed a few times and said, "It's a Tang poem, not a lying corpse."
Did your master tell you that he was lying dead?
It's ridiculous.
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It's ridiculous that these two tricks came up from the sea, and Chihuang didn't dare to look at them.
It means that a lonely bird flew from the sea and saw a small pond on the land. , does not inhabit.
These two poems were written by Zhang Jiuling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.
Compared with his own status, he did not like to compete with others for power.
Turn it into sword skills, and have an air of elegance and pride when you look at it.
What he meant by not daring to care about it was that he didn't even bother to look at it.
However, your master taught you to pronounce it as "brother and old man", but you dare not pass it.
As a result, the first sentence becomes a loud shout, and the second sentence becomes a timidity.
The original meaning of swordsmanship is gone.
Your master is really amazing, chained across the river, teaching his disciples like this, hehe, awesome, awesome."
He said with a sneer.
Di Yun listened blankly, hearing the pretentiousness in his words.
Although he didn't understand much, he knew that he was right.
Di Yun had always respected his master, but when he heard him talk about his master as useless, and later he even ridiculed him wantonly, he felt deeply in his heart.
Feeling sad, he suddenly turned around and said, "I'm going to sleep and stop studying."
The old beggar asked curiously: "Why am I wrong?"
Di Yun said: "You may be right.
But what you said about my master is wrong.
I would rather not learn.
My master is a farmer, illiterate and does not understand What you said is true."
The old beggar smiled and said, "Your master is illiterate.
Haha, that's strange.
"Di Yun said angrily: "Farmers can't read, what's so funny?"
The old beggar laughed, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and said: "Very good, very good, you are a kind-hearted guy, I just like people like you. .
I admit my mistake to you and will never say anything wrong about your master again, okay?"
Di Yun turned from anger to joy and said with a smile: "As long as you don't talk about my master, I can kowtow to you."
As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed several times.
The old beggar accepted these few bows with a smile, and then explained the sword moves, how to "suddenly hear the startling wind, and the mountains and rocks are covered with fleeing".
In fact, it is "listen to hear the startling wind, and the mountains are like waves."
"Sister, Ma Mingfeng is small" means "the setting sun shines on the banner, and Ma Mingfeng is rustling".
In the Xiangxi dialect, the word "ni" is similar to the word "日".
The old beggar never mentioned Qi Changfa again in his words, but only corrected the mistakes in Di Yun's swordsmanship.
The old beggar said: "There are so many inexplicable things in your swordsmanship that I can't finish them all at once.
I will teach you three moves of Kung Fu.
Tomorrow you will fight these eight incompetent boys again and remember them carefully."
Di Yun perked up and looked at the old beggar making gestures with his bamboo stick.
The first move is the "shoulder thrust".
If the enemy is on defense blindly, he will never be able to stab him.
But as soon as he draws out his sword to attack, he will be able to strike first and stab him in the brow.
The second move, "Slap Style", was the move where the old beggar just handed his sword to his left hand and slapped him with his right hand.
This move is extremely weird.
Even if the enemy knows that he wants to cross the sword to his left hand and slap him with his backhand, he will hit him with his left hand and hit him with his right hand.
The more he dodges, the harder he will be hit.
The third move is the "Sword Removal Stance".
Just now the old beggar used a bamboo stick to make him let go of his long sword.
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This was the move.
These three moves were all used by the old beggar on Di Yun, and each originally had an elegant Tang poetry name.
But the old beggar knew that his watermelon-sized characters could not read a few words, so teaching him poems would only distract him, so he changed his mind to three names that he could understand at once.
Di Yun is not very smart, but he is very determined.
It took me more than an hour to learn these three moves before I became proficient in them.
The old beggar smiled and said: "Okay, you have to promise me one thing.
I will teach you swordsmanship tonight.
You are not allowed to tell anyone, not even your master and junior sister.
Otherwise," Di Yun respects his master as his father. , I have been secretly in love with this charming and beautiful junior sister for a long time, and said that it would be more difficult to hide something from my master and junior sister, so I hesitated to answer.
The old beggar sighed: "The reason for this cannot be explained in detail at the moment.
If you reveal what happened tonight, my life will not be saved.
I will definitely die at the end of Wuyun's hand and Wan Zhenshan's sword."
Di Yun was startled.
Qi said: "Old uncle, you are so powerful in martial arts, how can you be afraid of my uncle?"
The old beggar didn't answer, so he walked away and said, "Whether you have the intention to harm me or not, it all depends on you."
Di Yun hurriedly chased after him and said, "I'm so grateful to the old uncle.
It's too late.
How could I harm your life?
If I leak a word, I'll be punished by heaven and earth."
The old beggar sighed and walked away without stopping.
Di Yun was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered that he had not asked the old beggar's name, and shouted: "Old uncle, old uncle."
But the old beggar disappeared into the bushes and disappeared.
The next morning, Qi Changfa saw Di Yun's eyes were blue and his nose was swollen.
He was very surprised and asked: "Who did we fight with and why did we get hurt like this?"
Di Yun was not good at lying and hesitated to answer.
Qi Fang smiled and said, "Didn't you beat up that big thief Lu Tong yesterday?"
Qi Changfa was determined not to think about what happened last night and stopped asking.
Qi Fang pulled Di Yun's lapel, and the two of them went out from the side door and came to a well.
Seeing no one around, they sat down on the railing of the well.
Qi Fang asked: "Brother, who did you fight with last night?"
Di Yun hesitated to answer.
Qi Fang said: "You don't have to hide it from me.
Yesterday you and Lu Tong fought.
I could see clearly where he hit you with his punches and kicks.
He didn't hit your eyes."
Di Yun didn't know that.
He couldn't hide it from her, and thought: "As long as I don't say anything about the old uncle, it doesn't matter."
So he told the story of how the eighth disciple of Wanmen came to pick a fight in the middle of the night, how they fought with swords, and how they were defeated and humiliated. .
The more Qi Fang listened, the angrier she became, her pretty face flushed red, and she said angrily: "If eight of them hit you one, what kind of hero are you?"
Di Yun said: "It's not that eight of them attacked at the same time, but three or four of them hit me one.
"Qi Fang said angrily: "Huh, if three or four of them join forces to fight you, they have already won.
If three or four of them can't defeat you, then five, six, or seven or eight of them will end together."
Di Yun nodded.
Said: "That will probably be the case."
Qi Fang stood up excitedly and said, "Let's go talk to dad and teach Wan Zhenshan the theory of Criticism."
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In such a rage, she stopped even calling him "Master Wan" and actually called him by his first name.
Di Yun said hurriedly: "No, I lost the fight and complained to the master.
Wouldn't that be looked down upon?"
Qi Fang snorted and felt sorry for him when he saw that his clothes were torn.
She took out her sewing kit from her arms and started to mend it on him.
Her hair rubbed against Di Yun's chin, and Di Yun felt itchy.
He smelled the faint fragrance of her girlish skin in his nose, and couldn't help but feel excited.
He whispered: "Junior sister" Qi Fang said: "Wag spinach, don't talk, don't let others accuse you wrongly.
Be a thief."
There is a folk superstition in the Sanxiang area in the south of the Yangtze River.
If you say something while wearing clothes and letting others sew or embroider buttons, you will be accused and stolen.
"Water spinach" was the nickname given to Di Yun by Qi Fang, laughing at him for being so straight-faced and without any sense.
In the evening of that day, Wan Zhenshan held a banquet in the hall to entertain his junior disciples.
Eight of his disciples were accompanied by the Prime Minister, and twelve of them sat at a round table.
After three rounds of drinking, Wan Zhenshan saw that Di Yun's lips were swollen and he had difficulty eating, so he said: "Nephew Di Xian, you worked hard yesterday, come here, come here, eat more."
He took a chicken leg and put it on the table.
On his plate.
Zhou Qi suddenly snorted.
Qi Fang was already full of anger.
At this moment, she could no longer hold back and said loudly: "Uncle Wan, these injuries to my senior brother were not caused by Lu Tong, but by the cooperation of eight of your disciples."
Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa were surprised at the same time and asked: "What?"
Shen Cheng, the eighth disciple of Wanmen, was the youngest, but very eloquent.
He rushed to say: "Master Di defeated Lu Tong, saying that Master, you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and you don't dare to fight Lu Tong.
It's all up to him, Brother Di, to take action." , I drove him away without making you embarrassed.
"We are so angry."
Wan Zhenshan's face changed color, but he then smiled and said, "Yes, it's all thanks to Nephew Di Xian who saved our face."
Shen Cheng said, "Brother Wan is really angry after hearing his arrogance. , then I asked Senior Brother Di to compete with each other, and it seems that Senior Brother Wan took the lead. " Di Yun said angrily: "You are talking nonsense about me and me."
He was not good at words to begin with, and when he heard Shen Cheng's lies and slanders, he was so anxious and angry that he stammered and became speechless.
Wan Zhenshan said: "Why did the Gui'er statue take the lead?"
Shen Cheng said: "We didn't even see how Senior Brother Wan and Senior Brother Di competed with each other last night.
This morning, Senior Brother Wan told everyone that it seemed that Brother Wan was Use one move at a time" he He turned around and asked Wan Gui, "Brother Wan, what move did you use to defeat Brother Di?"
Wan Gui said, "It's the moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes."
The two of them teamed up to block " The matter of "eight people joining forces" was completely pushed away.
No one else saw how Wan Gui defeated Di Yun, so there was no talk of a joint attack.
Shen Cheng was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he looked innocent.
No one believed that he could lie.
Wan Zhenshan nodded and said: "That's it."
Qi Changfa's face turned red with anger, he stretched out his hand and slapped the table, and shouted: "Yun'er, I have warned you many times that you should not get on bad terms with the senior brothers under Master Wan's sect.
Why did you get into a fight?"
When Di Yun heard that even his master believed Shen Cheng's words, he was so angry that he trembled all over and said: "Master, I, I, I don't have it."
Qi Changfa slapped him across the face, and shouted: "You have done something wrong, and you still have to deny it."
Di Yun did not dare to dodge.
Qi Changfa's slap hit him so hard that Di Yun's cheek was already bruised and swollen.
Qi Fang shouted anxiously: "Dad, you don't even want to ask clearly."
In Di Yun's rage, Niu lost his temper, suddenly jumped up, grabbed the long sword on the table behind him, unsheathed the sword, jumped in the center of the hall, and shouted: "Master, this Wan Wan Gui said he defeated me, Teach him to beat him again."
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Qi Changfa was furious and shouted: "You can't come back!"
He left his seat and punched him again.
Qi Fang grabbed him and shouted: "Daddy" Di Yun shouted: "If eight of you come to beat me again, all of you who have the guts will come together.
If any one of you doesn't come, you are a son of a tortoise and a bastard of a dog."
In anger, he started to curse indiscriminately.
Wan Zhenshan frowned and said, "In that case, it would be a good idea for you to go and learn Brother Di's sword skills."
The eight disciples were eager for their master to say this, so they each raised their swords and occupied all directions, surrounding Di Yun in Gaixin.
Di Yun shouted loudly: "Last night, eight bastards beat one of me, and today there are eight more bastards."
Qi Changfa shouted: "Yun'er, what nonsense are you talking about?
Just show off with swords.
Are you smarter than what you say?"
Wan Zhenshan was really angry when he heard him say "bastard" to the left and "bastard" to the right.
Wan Gui among these eight people was his biological son.
Di Yun was scolding him like this.
On his head.
He saw the eight disciples standing in different directions, with a clear intention of attacking together, and shouted: "Senior Brother Di looks down on us, and he wants to fight eight of them with one.
Don't we ourselves also look down on ourselves?"
The eldest disciple Lu Kun said: "Yes, all the junior brothers, please step aside and let me learn from Senior Brother Di's clever move first."
The fifth disciple, Bu Yuan, is very scheming.
Last night he saw Di Yun and Wan Gui fighting.
This country fellow is not weak in martial arts.
At this time, he is desperate and desperate.
The senior brother may not be able to win.
If he wins the battle first, even if someone else kills him Defeat has also destroyed the spirit of thousands of people, The fourth senior brother Sun Jun was the best in swordsmanship among his fellow sects.
It would be best to let Sun Jun defeat him as soon as he gets started, so that he could no longer say anything.
He said, "Big Brother is the role model for our fellow sects.
Why bother to go out and teach the fourth senior brother a lesson in person?"
That’s what he is.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Kun understood what he meant and said with a smile, "Okay, fourth junior brother, let's take a look at you."
With a wave of his left hand, the seven of them all retreated, leaving only Sun Jun facing Di Yun.
Sun Jun was taciturn and often didn't say a word for the whole day, so he was able to devote himself to learning.
His swordsmanship was the best among the eight sects.
When he saw his fellow disciples recommending him, he immediately raised his sword and bowed his head.
This move is called "All nations look up to Zongzhou, and their clothes and hats are charming", which is a very respectful sword move.
But when Qi Changfa talked about swordsmanship with Di Yun back then, he named the move as "The corner of rice makes the rice dumplings stink, and the official bows to the horse and the monkey."
It means: "I am a good rice and you are a stinky rice dumpling.
On the outside, I give you a thumbs up and respect you, but in my heart I am scolding you.
I am an official and you are a monkey.
I worship you and I worship you as an official."
You beast."
When Di Yun saw him using this move, he became even more angry.
He raised his sword, bowed his head, and retaliate with the move: "The rice corner is full of brown smell, and the official is worshiping the horse and monkey."
It was a tit-for-tat move.
Show no weakness.
He only bowed like this, but before he could stand up straight, the tip of the long sword had already stabbed Sun Jun in the lower abdomen.
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All the disciples from the Ten Thousand Sects exclaimed in unison.
Sun Jun returned his sword to block, and with a clang, the two swords struck each other, and their arms were numb.
Lu Kun said: "Master, look at how ruthless this boy is.
He is just trying to kill Junior Brother Sun."
Wan Zhenshan was secretly surprised: "Why is this country boy so angry?
He is desperate from the start."
However, after hearing several clanging sounds, Di Yun and Sun Jun clashed with each other with swords.
After more than ten moves, Sun Jun tilted his sword, revealing a flaw in his lower abdomen.
Di Yun shouted loudly and thrust forward with his sword.
Sun Jun turned his sword back, suppressed his sword, and hit him in the chest with his palm.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects cheered in unison, and someone shouted: "You can't beat even one of them, why are you trying to beat eight of them with your strength?"
Di Yun swayed, drew his sword, and attacked fiercely like a gust of wind and rain.
Sun Jun blocked a few moves and retaliated with his sword.
Di Yun suddenly trembled with his sword, and with a soft pop, it pierced Sun Jun's shoulder.
It was the "shoulder stabbing style" taught by the old beggar.
This "shoulder thrust" move came out of the blue and no one expected it.
But seeing blood flowing from Sun Jun's shoulders and shaking his body, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects shouted in unison.
Lu Kun and Zhou Qi used both swords to attack Di Yun.
Di Yun stabbed his long sword to the left, then to the right, and there were two pops.
Lu Kun and Zhou Qi were hit by swords on their right shoulders respectively, and the swords in their hands fell to the ground one after another.
Wan Zhenshan looked solemn and shouted: "Very good" Wan Gui raised his sword and stared at Di Yun.
He suddenly shouted loudly and stabbed three times with his sword.
Di Yun blocked them one by one, handed the sword to his left hand, then turned his right hand over to him, and slapped him hard with a sound.
This move came even more suddenly.
As soon as Wan Gui was stunned, Di Yun flew up with his left leg and kicked him in the chest.
Wan Gui couldn't bear it and sat down on the ground.
Bu Yuan rushed to help him, but Di Yun refused to let him get closer and thrust out with his sword.
Bu Yuan had to raise his sword to parry.
Wu Kan, Feng Tan, and Shen Cheng saw that Di Yun was so fierce and Wan Gui was sitting on the ground.
They couldn't stand up for a moment.
In anger, they all surrounded him with their weapons.
At this time, the servants and servants of the Wan family heard the sound of weapons clashing in the hall, and rushed to watch.
Qi Changfa stared blankly, not knowing what to do.
Qi Fang shouted: "Dad, they are all beating Senior Brother, hurry up, save him quickly
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