Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Yi Yitian fell to his knees upon hearing the words, looked up at him and shouted:

"Master, I..."

Wang Xuebin raised his hand to stop Yi Yitian's words, and continued:

"You don't need to force it, this matter can't be forced. Secondly, if you want to wash your hands and go back to hiding, you can, but if you dare to be a traitor, I will kill you in the future as I killed the Japanese."

Yixiantian knocked his head to the ground when he heard the words.

"The disciples never dare to have treasonous thoughts."

Wang Xuebin nodded and continued:

"Retire in the future, I don't ask you to be a hero, but if you dare to do evil, no matter where the world is, I will accept your kung fu!"

"Remember!"

"The disciple will keep it in mind!"

"Okay, go to your room and get that black box from my closet!"

Yi Yitian got up and wiped his eyes when he heard the words, took the box and put it on the desk.

Wang Xuebin opened the box and pushed it over and said:

"This is the safe house I left behind in the past few years. There are guns and ammunition, as well as food and medicine in it. Give this to the cabinet party, and then ask for good luck!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the letter on the table, went back to the house and packed his luggage, picked up the sword hanging on the wall, and walked out of the courtyard. Seeing Master carrying the luggage and preparing to leave, Yi Yitian immediately stopped him and said:

"Master, you will live in this house, disciple, and disciple will move out."

Wang Xuebin stopped and said:

"I still have important things to do on this trip, so you can keep this house, it's just a thought."

"Are you available as a disciple?"

Wang Xuebin waved his hand and said:

"No need, I'm going to press the stage."

He walked out the door without looking back.

Yi Yitian looked at Master's back with complicated emotions.

At that time, Wang Xuebin was entrusted by Ding Lianshan to come to Fengtian to teach boxing. At that time, Yixiantian was just 22 years old. His parents were killed by Japanese, and he wanted revenge.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin handed over all his kung fu to him. At first Wang Xuebin didn't plan to accept apprentices, but later he decided to leave a legacy under Ding Lianshan's persuasion.

Ding Lianshan taught Wang Xuebin the assassin's kung fu, including lightness kung fu, the skill of hiding killing intent, hiding a knife in his hand, patting his shoulder to ask for directions, lighting a cigarette with a fire and so on.

After Wang Xuebin learned it, he taught his apprentices while experimenting. For this reason, he joined forces with the cabinet and ordered the party to provide information.

So far, the Japanese military department still has Wang Xuebin's pseudonym Yan Shuangying Weiming.

That's right, so far the Japanese don't even know who is behind the case.

Thanks to Wang Xuebin's prudence, even the court order party doesn't know his name and appearance, only know that he calls himself Yan Shuangying and wears a Zhong Kui mask.

At this time, the apprentice said that he would not do it, and it was false to say that he was not disappointed, but Wang Xuebin really didn't want to force him.

He has seen too many partings in life and death in these years, from a fresh graduate to today's rampant assassin, his heart is full of exhaustion, he wanted to leave several times, but this responsibility has always forced him to say wait, hold on.

Today, when his apprentice said this, he was certainly disappointed, but there was also a bit of relief mixed with the disappointment.

Watching Master walk away, Yi Yitian couldn't tell what it was like.

A few days ago, he received information that an important person from the Japanese had appeared. He hurried to the place to make a plan, and only when he executed it did he realize that it was a trap aimed at him and Master.

He tried his best to escape to the train, and the Japanese followed him to the train. Thanks to the help of a girl on the opposite side, he escaped.

Of course, what Yixiantian didn't know was that thanks to Wang Xuebin's cover on the train, he was able to escape smoothly.

At that time, Wang Xuebin was also on the train. He followed Yixiantian because he was worried. Seeing that his apprentice was about to be discovered on the train, he threw a mask in the rear compartment and made some noise, which attracted the Japanese. Walk.

Wang Xuebin found out that Gong Ruomei was covering his disciples at that time, and he didn't go up to say hello. He returned home first, and only after receiving a letter did he know that Mr. Gong had passed away, and Ma San killed him.

When Wang Xuebin and Gong Ruomei returned to Fengtian together, they had paid a visit to Gong Yutian.

At that time, Wang Xuebin also veiledly mentioned that the palace master should be careful with his apprentices, but after all, it is hard to say clearly because they are close relatives.

Over the years, the Japanese invaders recruited these martial arts people because of Wang Xuebin, and Ma San was one of them.

I didn't expect to receive the news of the palace master's death when I came back this time.

Before the old man died, he asked Uncle Jiang two sentences, one was not to ask for grudges, and the other was to invite Wang Xuebin to take charge.

When Wang Xuebin received the letter, he immediately rushed to the Gong family.

Gong Ruomei also got out of the car at this time, and rushed home, a disciple of the palace gate who came to greet her said:

"I heard that when you came back, all the fellows from the Northeast came, and the third and fifth masters also rushed over from the pass."

Gong Ruomei asked without turning her head:

"Where's Old Ginger?"

"Uncle Jiang will accompany you inside."

Gong Ruomei opened the door and walked in amidst the wind and snow. Seeing this, Uncle Jiang greeted him, and said with a sad face:

"Girl, everyone is waiting for your decision."

Gong Ruomei said disdainfully upon hearing the words:

"I came all the way from the pass, and I'm afraid it's not my idea."

After finishing speaking, he flashed Old Jiang and broke into the house.

As he walked, he asked:

"Did my dad leave a message?"

"Don't ask for grudges!"

Gong Ruomei stopped walking when she heard this, turned her head, and stared at Old Jiang with red eyes.

Uncle Jiang looked at Gong Ruomei and said:

"The old man won't let you take revenge."

Gong Ruomei heard something in Lao Jiang's words and asked:

"I?"

Uncle Jiang didn't answer directly, but said:

"The old man asked the gentleman to come and preside over the funeral."

Gong Ruomei knew that Mr. Wang Xuebin was referring to, so she took a deep look at Lao Jiang, turned her head and strode into the inner hall without saying a word.

Sitting in the room were the elders of the Bagua, Xingyi and Xingyi factions, and Gong Ruomei was sitting on the seat near the door.

Seeing that no one was talking, the fifth master of the Eight Diagrams Sect was the first to speak:

"According to me, I should kill him too. This hatred is too great. Is there any greater hatred in the world than this?"

"But having said that, when you beat your father for a generation, gossip and Xingyi are combined. Your senior brother has put a lot of effort into Xingyi. Your 64 moves were also taught by the old man. You two have become you. Father's unique skill, if you two are complete, your family's martial arts can be regarded as complete."

The third master next to him answered:

"Besides, if you take the lead in this matter, no matter who dies or who is injured, it will be a joke if it gets out. In the gate of your palace, the apprentice killed the master, and the junior sister wanted to kill the senior brother. Isn't this a bunch of unkind animals? ?”

Speaking of which, the third master stared at Gong Ruomei, meaning to point out:

"As for your senior brother, even your father can't take it down, why do you have it?"

After speaking, Third Master and Fifth Master exchanged glances, and continued:

"Second girl, we are all at this age, and we came all the way from the pass to tell you a lot of things for your own good."

He said word for word:

"You, you can't be ungrateful!"

"Oh? I don't know what kind of favor Sanye Feng wants my sister to accept? Tell the younger generation to learn a lot!"

Chapter 22 Murder

When Wang Xuebin heard that Gong Yutian passed away, he rushed to Gong's house. Fortunately, they were all in Fengtian, and it was only an hour's journey away.

When I arrived at the gate of Gong's house, I found six Japanese military officers lying on their stomachs peeping in the door.

Wang Xuebin rushed all the way to build up a cavity of anger in his heart, when he saw the Japanese invaders, he suddenly broke out.

Pulled out a knife from the sleeve, this is a weapon given by Ding Lianshan, close-up assassination is hard to guard against.

He stepped forward and pretended to pat his shoulders, only to reap two lives in an instant, and before the other four could react, he directly inserted the knife into the eye sockets of the two next to him.

Then, without stopping, he stepped in front of the other two, grabbed the throat of one with one hand, and cut the throats of the two with all his strength.

Standing up and exhaling, he turned around and pulled out the knife, rubbed it against the Japanese invader, wiped off the blood, and retracted the sleeve.

He knocked on the door and entered the house, and a disciple led him in.

When I got to the door, I heard someone inside say:

"It's all for your own good, you can't be ungrateful!"

A disciple next to him explained:

"This is Mr. Feng who came from Guanli."

Suddenly guessing what was going on in my heart, I asked loudly at the door:

"Oh? I don't know what kind of favor Sanye Feng wants my sister to accept? Tell the younger generation to learn a lot!"

After speaking, he opened the door and broke in.

After entering the door, she saw Gong Ruomei sitting at the door with red eyes and expressionless face, but her face softened when she saw Wang Xuebin coming.

Wang Xuebin didn't say hello to Gong Ruomei, he took a quick glance and judged the person who spoke just now, walked up to him in two steps, bent down, stared at him, and asked again.

"I don't know what Feng Sanye wants my sister to accept? Huh?"

Seeing a young man coming, Mr. Feng asked angrily:

"What kind of disciple are you, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Wang Xuebin grinned when he heard this:

"Master Feng, how forgetful you are."

"Back then, Mr. Wang approached you with good intentions to exchange boxing skills. You just avoided seeing him. You even ordered your disciples to trip up Mr. Wang. Fortunately, Mr. Wang was good at martial arts, so he was not assassinated by your senior disciple."

"Three years ago, when I went to get close to you, I learned that you had taken refuge in the customs. I don't know what you rely on when you leave the customs this time?"

Hearing the words, Third Master Feng raised his head to look at him, and said firmly:

"You are Wang Xuebin!"

"No, it's right here!"

"Hmph! This is the Gong family, and you, a junior, will get wild in that round!"

"Yo! You always know this is the Gong family."

Wang Xuebin asked with a half-smile.

Third Master Feng stared at him and said confidently:

"Hmph! Baosen and I are brothers who have kowtowed and made oaths and broke the soles of our shoes. We are talking to the maid of the Gong family, so how can you, an outsider, interrupt!"

Wang Xuebin laughed when he heard this, stood up straight and clasped his fists and said:

"Oh? I'm sorry, the palace master has passed on all his knowledge to the juniors over the years, and never mentioned your elders."

After speaking, he bent down again, pressed his hands on the armrests of Feng Sanye's chair, poked his head in front of Feng Sanye, and asked casually:

"Then I don't know if there is any oath in the oath of the senior and the palace master, such as the oath to share the blessings and suffer together, not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year and the same day?"

When Feng Sanye heard this, he was impatient, patted the table, and shouted sternly:

"Wang Xuebin! Don't be too presumptuous. I didn't have you when I drank tea with your master! I don't know how Brother Sun accepted you, a wolf-hearted apprentice!"

Wang Xuebin laughed even more presumptuously:

"Then I will trouble you to ask my master for me. It's just that he hates the Japanese invaders the most. I don't know if he is willing to listen to what you, a traitor, say!"