Ex-wife villain

There are thousands of truths in the world, but only fists are the last word.

Whether he was in modern society in his previous life or traveled to this time, Jiang Shouzhong has a deep understanding of it.

However, since he was mediocre and missed the best age for practicing martial arts, he had no choice but to give up the idea.

Now that I heard that the other party was practicing swordsmanship, I couldn't help but curiously asked: "When did I start learning swordsmanship?"

The man surnamed Yan did not boast, he said honestly:

"I didn't like martial arts when I was young. Even if I was taught by a famous teacher, I never took it seriously. I am already in my weak years when I really practice it. Unfortunately, my talent is not good. I can barely achieve a little success in swordsmanship now, and it is difficult to reach the level of elegance."

Jiang Shouzhong was skeptical about the man's modesty.

In order to find his daughter, he traveled far and wide, especially since the other party's daughter was kidnapped by a horse thief, so the places he searched for were bound to be dangerous.

In this era of endless chaos, if you only had superficial swordsmanship, your bones would have been buried in a foreign land.

However, Jiang Shouzhong had no doubts about the man's statement that he only learned swordsmanship when he was twenty years old.

As for the self-effacing statement of "poor talent", Jiang Shouzhong laughed it off.

Perhaps guessing what Jiang Shouzhong was thinking, the man surnamed Yan smiled and said: "The road to spiritual practice is a broad road. Smart people have their own Yangguan Road, and fools have their own single-plank bridge."

Even though cultivation values ​​​​the talent and talents, there are no great roads and there are small roads.

As long as you are willing to learn, you will always achieve something. It is nothing more than a big success or a small success. "

Perhaps he had a good rapport with Jiang Shouzhong, and the man surnamed Yan did not hide his secrets. When he got excited, he unscrewed the stopper of the pot, took a sip of wine stains from the mouth of the pot, and said in a loud voice,

"For ordinary people to practice martial arts, they need to open 21 of the 365 acupoints in the body, at least open the four acupoints, and tamp the Qi in the Dantian before they can practice physical training.

But some practices are not based on routines. For example, the swordsmanship I learned does not need to open all the acupoints in the body. It only needs to open eleven acupoints and expand the two acupoints.

Although the upper limit is not high, the lower limit is not low either. Once you practice it, you can be promoted to the master level. "

The realm of the Grandmaster!

Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.

Zhang Yunwu, who only knows three axes, is already incomparably powerful as a second-grade martial artist, not to mention the leader Li Nanshuang.

I don’t know what her cultivation level is, but I guess she must be at the level of Master Xiaoxuan.

If you can reach the level of a master, you won't be able to say that you are invincible, but at least it will not be difficult to become a famous name in the world.

Jiang Shou felt yearning in his heart. Thinking of his own situation, he became more and more disappointed.

The man surnamed Yan rambled on a lot about cultivation, took out a yellowed ancient book from his baggage, and said with a sincere smile: "My cultivation method is not a secret technique, little one. If you want it, brother, how about selling it to you for ten taels of silver?"

Talk about money hurt feelings!

The image of the upright master that the other party had finally built up suddenly collapsed the moment he said "twelve taels of silver".

Jiang Shouzhong, who was wary, shook his head, "I have very bad bones."

The man surnamed Yan waved his hand and said: "Writing is advanced through clumsiness, and Taoism is accomplished through clumsiness. It doesn't matter if you have a weak foundation. Diligence can make up for clumsiness. It is better to show off early than to succeed late."

When Yan was a young man, he had a well-off family and was well-informed. He heard about many talented people with outstanding talents, but unfortunately most of them disappeared and became mediocre in the end.

In practice, the most important thing is "diligence" and "stability". Only by being down-to-earth can you achieve success. "

Seeing that Jiang Shouzhong was unmoved, the man surnamed Yan did not force him to sell him, and stopped nagging him. He smelled the fragrance of the wine in the flask and felt content.

The cool breeze is blowing, the lake is sparkling, and the dead tree branches above the head are swaying gently.

Jiang Shouzhong became confused.

Recalling the true emotions shown by the other party when he talked about looking for his daughter, I couldn't help but feel a little moved in my heart.

"Give me money."

Observing Jiang Shouzhong's expression, the man named Yan smiled and stretched out his hand.

The other person's fluttering words seemed to have magic power. Jiang Shouzhong took out the small ingot of gold that Ran Qingchen had left for him from his arms and threw it away.

The moment Jin Jin let go, he subconsciously grabbed it forward.

It's a pity that it is difficult to take it back.

Jiang Shouzhong was free and easy. He was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Then I'll buy it."

The man surnamed Yan took the small ingot of gold and weighed it, then took out the ancient book he had put in his bag and threw it to Jiang Shouzhong.

The man surnamed Yan said with a smile: "Remember what I just said, practicing is like being a human being. You need to be able to change things, and you must be down-to-earth. The road to martial arts is nothing more than one step at a time."

Jiang Shouzhong was about to nod when suddenly there was a sound of panic in the distance,

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost in the water!"

Jiang Shouzhong turned around and found that it was a tourist who accidentally fell into the cloud lake, struggling desperately and shouting in panic at the top of his lungs.

The boatmen and tourists all around stared blankly.

And that tourist was one of the young men who boarded Zhao Wanchang's boat before.

Not far from the shore, Zhao Wanchang stood in the cabin with a blank expression.

Jiang Shouzhong hesitated whether to go to rescue him or not, and turned around to say something to the man surnamed Yan. When he turned around, he saw that the man had already run away with the baggage. As he ran, he shouted, "The ghost is coming, run quickly." , run!"

Jiang Shouzhong was stunned.

Damn it, I can’t really be fooled.

……

The young tourist was rescued from the lake by Zhao Wanchang. Even after he landed on the shore, he still kept shouting.

In the end, he was scolded by his companions and dragged away by force.

Some people thought it was because the other person fell into the water and was frightened, and laughed and talked about it, not taking it seriously.

Some were really frightened. They originally planned to take a boat ride, but they didn't have the guts to do it anymore and left one after another. The boatmen were so angry that they cursed their mothers.

They have been living in Yunhu Lake for so many years, but they have never seen a ghost in the lake.

Zhao Wanchang's face was gloomy.

He tied the boat rope to the stone pier on the shore and stared at the calm lake without knowing what he was thinking. One hand held tightly the jade Buddha hanging around his neck.

Jiang Shouzhong looked at it from a distance, looking thoughtful.

As it approached mid-afternoon, the guests on the lake had disappeared, and most of the boatmen had gone home. Zhao Wanchang borrowed tools from the shipping company and began to repair his boat.

As the sky gradually darkened, only Zhao Wancang was left nearby.

After repairing for almost an hour, the sky became darker and darker. Zhao Wanchang straightened up and stretched his tired muscles.

He looked around to make sure there was no one around, then untied the boat rope and rowed the boat slowly towards the lake.

The jade Buddha he bought from near Wuchan Temple has been taken off his neck and held firmly in his hand.

"It's still rewarding."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't help but perked up. He probably visually checked the direction the other party was heading, then quietly followed him around the lake shore.

But the strange thing is that Zhao Wanchang parked the boat in the lake on the south side of Yun Lake and stopped rowing.

Zhao Wanchang stood quietly in the cabin, motionless.

Seems to be frozen.

Jiang Shouzhong was puzzled.

Focusing his eyes on the boat, he didn't notice the slight ripples rising in the lake further away.

A figure slowly rose from the water.

The woman was wearing a red wedding dress and her face was pale.

The woman in red looked at Zhao Wanchang in the boat with her pupilless eyes. Then her eyes moved and fell on Jiang Shouzhong on the shore. Her scarlet lips were slightly raised.

"It's so heavy with death...it looks delicious."