Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 56

The temperature difference between day and night on Dawang Peak is huge. After autumn, the night wind is even more majestic.

Jiang Wen was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, so he put on his clothes and opened the door, ready to go to Tongtianyan to see the scenery and pass the time.

But as soon as the door was opened, Jiang Wen found that there was also a short figure standing in the open space, staring at the vast galaxy without saying a word.

"Wending, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Jiang Wen rubbed his eyes to recognize the other party, and walked over slowly.

Hong Wending, who was concentrating on his horse gait, turned around to answer when he heard the sound: "Yes, Master, you haven't slept either."

Jiang Wen shook off his sleeve and wiped a stone away, sat down cross-legged, and said lazily.

"The wind is a bit noisy today... the days on the mountain are hard, are you getting used to the past two days?"

"It's not bitter. When I was with my father, life was even harder. I often slept until midnight and had to fight and flee for my life. Here at least I can sleep peacefully until dawn."

Hong Wending was striding his horse, his forehead was covered with fine sweat in the cold wind, even if there was no one to supervise him, he worked very hard.

This kid has been wandering around since he was a child, and has not received any formal education. Sometimes he looks mature like an adult, and sometimes he is ignorant. He is simply a copy of his father Hong Xiguan. If he grows up like this, he will probably be a murderer Unblinking evil star.

"Then why didn't you go to bed early?"

Jiang Wen asked with a smile, still not bypassing the topic.

Hong Wending was wearing a thick cotton padded coat, wrapped like a small rice dumpling, counting the time silently, he put away the frame of the horse, took a breath, and sat beside Jiang Wen.

"I've always felt restless in the past two days when I went up the mountain. Before, I wouldn't think wildly when I strode forward, but today it's useless."

Jiang Wen looked at this apprentice happily, and directly pointed out: "Miss your father? You father and son have always depended on each other, and now we are suddenly separated. It is only natural that we are not used to it."

Hong Wending's small face was stunned, and he shook his head calmly: "My father has important things to do now, so he can't take me with him, and I can't make trouble for him anymore."

Fighting in the rivers and lakes does not depend on passion, the most important thing is to be rational and calm, fight if you can, and run if you can't. Hong Xiguan himself is a standard quack.But when he taught children these things, it always violated the nature of children who love to laugh and make trouble.

In the triple realm of seeing mountains as mountains, skipping the middle link in advance is not the ultimate shortcut.

"Wending, listen to what Master has to say to you."

Jiang Wen looked at the starry sky in the distance, where countless bright stars were shaking, "Don't take reasonable things as rules that must be followed. If your father doesn't take you to Guangdong, it doesn't mean he can accept separation. Besides Once he establishes a stable environment, he will come to pick you up."

"But what I'm going to say is, what do you think."

Jiang Wen stared at Hong Wending with a deep tone, but his serious look seemed to be two adults talking.

"... myself?"

Hong Wending muttered to himself, and his expression became entangled again.

Jiang Wen nodded to him, didn't speak any more, stood up and came to the center of Tongtianyan, posing in a nonchalant posture.

"Come on, let's see if you can resist my 20-year-old punch!"

Jiang Wen was not humble either, taking advantage of Hong Wending's restlessness, he swiped his left palm in a semicircle and hit the little apprentice.

Hong Wending's expression was astonished, as if he was saying that I just became a teacher yesterday, and you just punched a fist with 20 years of skill, asking me if I can stop it?
Fortunately, Wending's martial arts accomplishment is not low, and it can be seen that this is the way to come first.At this time, if he backed away with a guilty conscience, it would block his own way back, so he stepped forward with both feet, and slammed into Jiang Wen with a move of holding the moon in his arms.

In front of outsiders, Jiang Wen has always shown others with his inner palm, and his moves are interlocking and continuous. Therefore, while bending his knees and pushing his elbows, he pushed Hong Wending away, and his left leg attacked the opening in his lower body. trip him up.

But Hong Wending had already responded, he breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on Jiang Wen's sweeping legs with both feet, and flew up directly, relying on the advantage of his agility and shortness, passed over his head and circled behind him.

Among the two external skills that Hong Wending has mastered, Hong Jiaquan belongs to the hard bridge and hard horse, and the kick does not reach the knees. There is absolutely no such dangerous flying move, so this move must be deduced from the deadly throat-locking gun.

"Your father, Hong Xiguan, is worthy of being a master disciple of Shaolin. He was able to integrate various Shaolin stick techniques into one furnace, but he also ingeniously created a murderous glaring Vajra appearance out of compassion."

To put it in a cliché, this deadly choke gun is a machine that understands the concept of "killing life to protect life, killing karma rather than killing people".He doesn't leave a way out, but only kills those who must be killed, like a Vajra protector covered in blood in the eight suffering hells, with compassion in his eyes.

"Master, be careful!"

Hearing Hong Wending's reminder, Jiang Wen suddenly turned around, clasped his fingers into a strange shape, and flicked out from the middle of the road, with a slight snort sound, just passing by Hong Wending's collar. At that time, Wen Ding's straight fist was also ready to strike, and the two men's needlepoints did not give in.

But Hong Wending's punch hadn't reached his body yet, Jiang Wen defended and blocked him, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Oh, you hurt me, don't give it up to [-]!"

Originally, Hong Wending would also compete with his father, but he had never seen such a rogue move, and he didn't have the slightest sense of being a teacher.But Hong Wending still took half a step back, retracted his fists and saluted without losing half of the courtesy.

"...Master, I lost."

"You are so ruthless in sparring at such a young age, it shows that your heart is still uncertain."

Jiang Wen shamelessly patted the dust and stood up: "I have a martial art with criminal law as the core method, I will teach you another day - if you don't study hard, as a teacher, I am afraid that you will be blackmailed by a witch for the rest of your life. "

Hong Wending: "..."

"Wending, tell Master why you learn martial arts?"

Hong Wending replied without hesitation: "In order to survive. My father told me that if you don't want to be bullied in this world, you must have the means to kill people. If people don't attack me, I won't attack others."

Jiang Wen wanted to infect the other party with his chivalrous spirit, but found that Hong Wending had no flaws in what he said. He shook his head and sighed: "It is the world that does not give good people a way out and forces good people to become bad people. The interesting thing is that only these good people have become Bad people, only the bad people in the world are willing to be good people.”

"The good people in the world, why can't they be good people?"

Hong Wending thought for a while, and asked this sentence.

Jiang Wen thought for a while, pointed to the small room next to him and said, "Do you know Ningdie's identity?"

"do not know."

"She is also an imperial convict just like you. And she is the kind of imperial convict who copied and beheaded all over her family, just because her father was ordered to revise the ancient Ming Dynasty classics, and when she was accused of transcribing the bibliography, she wrote the first year of Shunzhi as the 17th year of Chongzhen."

Jiang Wen said lightly, "She is not a material for martial arts. I rescued her because I wanted to save people. I am a good person. She wants to go back to find her parents. If I don't let her go, I am a bad person. Her whole family If the queen of autumn is about to be executed, but I stand idly by, then I am a big villain."

Hong Wending scratched his head, as if he couldn't figure out the logic behind it: "No, Master, you are a good person."

"You can think like this, but it doesn't mean that others can think like this. Good or bad is relative. Your father is in favor of anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty, but he doesn't think that all means can be used in anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty. I will do good deeds, and It doesn't mean that I will do all good things. What do you think?"

Hong Wending nodded solemnly.

"Understood Master, good and evil are the only thing of one mind. Wanting to be a good person does not mean that everyone must do good deeds, and doing bad deeds does not mean that one is a wicked person. If you want to be a good person, you must be more evil than the evil person--I will definitely not fight next time." Stay alive."

"Wending, think again! Is that what I taught you just now!"

(End of this chapter)