Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

As he spoke, he pointed at Zhang Nian's backpack.

Zhang Nian subconsciously covered the top of the backpack.

That's right, inside this backpack is basically some food and drink, as well as some of his own camping equipment.

Zhang Nian had to admire, this man's vision was indeed good.

He nodded and said.

"There's nothing shameful about saying it. I really didn't come here just for fun. To be honest, I'm also a martial arts practitioner. I came here just to find a place to meditate for a while."

After Zhang Nian finished speaking, the man frowned and looked at Zhang Nian.

"Oh? I'm also a martial artist. I don't know what sect you are from?"

Zhang Nian originally wanted to reveal his sect.

But when I suddenly thought about it, this person met by chance and didn't understand.

I don't know who it is, if it's an enemy, it's not good.

He smiled and said.

"No school, I'm just practicing and playing casually. There will be a competition in two days, so I want to understand it myself."

Just as Zhang Nian finished speaking, suddenly, he heard a gust of wind blowing beside him.

His face darkened, and he stretched out his hand with a whoosh.

boom.

Arms bumped together.

Zhang Nian looked up at the other party and said.

"This comrade, you."

The man sneered, and didn't give Zhang Nian a chance to speak, only to see him soaring into the air.

Suddenly kicked over.

Zhang Nian suddenly stood up from the ground, and took two steps back, taking advantage of the man's legs coming down.

Suddenly, with his feet as the center, his whole body suddenly leaned back, drawing a semicircle on the ground.

This time, he successfully avoided the man's attack.

When the man landed on the ground, Zhang Nian rushed over without hesitation.

As soon as he reached out his hand, with a click, he directly grabbed the back of his neck.

This time, the man didn't move at all.

After a few seconds, Zhang Nian let go of his hand and said with a smile.

"Sorry to offend."

The man laughed loudly.

"Where is it, I offended you, you are indeed a master."

Zhang Nian shook his head. When he was a child, his father once told him that Qingyun City was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

At that time, he advised himself to restrain his mind.

If he hadn't listened to persuasion, he insisted on rushing to the karate gym, and his limbs would not have been broken.

Now every time Zhang Nian thinks of these things, his heart is full of piety.

Only today did he realize how true his father was.

Although the man said just now that he had just learned two tricks with him, Zhang Nian could deduce from these two tricks alone that the man in front of him definitely did more than what he said, and he just learned two simple tricks.

Zhang Nian said.

"I'm not a master. I'm really just a young junior. The senior is the master. I don't know what the senior learned before."

The man smiled, probably not liking such red tape.

He waved his hand, told Zhang Nian to sit down, and said.

"I used to learn messy things, but I just saw you. It seems that there are Tai Chi and Shaolin Kungfu in kung fu. There are really not many people who can connect these two kinds of kung fu."

Zhang Nian frowned and became more determined in his mind.

This person must be more than what he said.

Let Zhang Nian be more careful.

He hehe said with a smile.

"Indeed, I have also been exposed to a little bit of Tai Chi, and I have also been exposed to a little bit of Shaolin, and I have learned a lot."

The woodcutter laughed loudly.

"My surname is Bai. People call me Bai Yidao. Actually, my home is not far from here. It's just down the mountain. If you encounter anything on the mountain, you can come down to find me."

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"So, Senior White, is it possible to go up here?"

Hearing Zhang Nian's question, Bai Yidao's original smiling face suddenly became serious again.

He sighed and looked out the window, his eyes fixed on the top of the hill.

"I know you won't listen if I don't let you go up. The mountain is indeed a bit uneven recently, but I think there should be no problem with your skill. You still have to be careful."

As he spoke, Bai Yidao took out a short knife from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Nian.

"I keep this with me all the time for self-defense. Since you want to go up, this is for you. Take it for self-defense."

Zhang Nian looked down, the knife was not very long, but the patterns carved on it were extremely neat.

Moreover, the entire blade is streamlined, and the material is also a high-quality material.

This kind of thing is definitely worth a lot of money.

Not to mention it is in this place, even if it is taken to the city center, it is estimated that this thing can be photographed for hundreds of thousands.

"No, no, how embarrassing it is. Senior and I met by chance and had a great conversation. How can we ask for more things?"

Bai Yidao chuckled, pinned the knife on Zhang Nian's body, and said.

"Okay, I will give it to you just because we have a good conversation, otherwise I will let you live or die, and I will not care."

As he spoke, he looked up and saw that the rain had dropped a lot.

Bai Yidao put the firewood on his back, waved to Zhang Nian, and said.

"I have to go home and cook. You can go up by yourself. It's best to walk along the main road. If you really can't go up, come down. When you see this temple, go two miles forward and you will be my home."

Before Zhang Nian could reply, he saw that Bai Yidao had disappeared into the vast rain.

Zhang Nian held the treasured knife in his hand, feeling deeply moved.

A stranger, meeting by chance, can be so caring, which is really beyond the reach of those people in the city.

Zhang Nian took a deep breath, and suddenly he rushed out.

However, when I looked again, Bai Yidao was no longer in the vast rain.

Zhang Nian took off his backpack, which contained some canned food.

He was also a little bit confused just now. If someone gave him such a good thing, he should give something back.

But since this is already the case, Zhang Nian has nothing to do.

He could only eat a little by himself and hurried on his way.

He planned to wait until he came down from the mountain before looking for Bai Yidao.

After eating a little bit, Zhang Nian packed up his things, bowed to the broken statue in front of him, and was about to leave when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He had reached the door, turned around and walked back.

Zhang Nian fixed his eyes on the statue in front of him.

He walked over slowly and swept away the thick dust with an old broom next to it.

Zhang Nian was taken aback by the leaked part under the dust.

I saw that the lower part of the statue remained intact.

It was his cross-legged legs with his hands on them.

And the knife held in that hand was incomparably similar to the one Bai Yidao gave him.

This kind of rare treasure, it is impossible to have a second one in this world.