One Sword Seals Immortals

The 24th of the twelfth lunar month is a traditional stove festival in Xiangzhou.

The NPCs on this day are quite busy, and they have to carry out various traditional projects at home, including inviting the Kitchen God, offering sugar melons, burning sedan horses, sending the Kitchen God, and worshiping ancestors, etc.

In the official office, the servants were already too busy to touch the ground, and they came to take over Dongmen Liang from the arrest warrant.

It was at this time that Zhuo Jun took the opportunity to sneak out from the back hall. He was still wrapped in bandages and smelled of medicine, and went to the street.

He walked on the street in a daze for a long time, and after being discovered by the players, he was sent to Fu Hanzhou.

Fu Hanzhou pressed Zhuo Jun on the stretcher, and took a look at his injuries.

——His right arm was torn off by the red demon in the black pot dam that day, and it has been completely amputated.Fortunately, he was very young and had a strong desire to survive, so he managed to save his life.

Fu Hanzhou said: "The injury hasn't healed yet, you escaped again?"

Zhuo Jun lost a lot of weight and his voice became depressed, he said: "They said Miss Qin is missing...where can she go?"

"Damn girl, I ran away from home and have no news, what can you do with her?" Fu Hanzhou said casually, "Maybe after spending money outside, I came back by myself."

Zhuo Jun bowed his head and said: "No, it won't happen, I know...she is a very stubborn girl, although her martial arts is not high, she has a heart. She left me a letter..."

After confirming that Wu Xuan would survive, Qin Xiaoxiao ran away from home.

Before she left, she left a book for Zhuo Jun.

It roughly said: Wu Xuan lied to her, her adoptive parents also lied to her, and her biological father Qin Da also avoided seeing her. She has lived in countless lies, large and small, for 18 years, and she no longer wants to live in such a muddle.

At that time, Fu Hanzhou knew about it and didn't care about it.

At this moment, seeing that Zhuo Jun was still persistently running out to find someone, Fu Hanzhou said: "Since she is so arrogant and wants to avenge Zuo Ming, then let her die. You can't stop her."

Hearing this, Zhuo Jun squeezed the skirt of his clothes tightly with one hand, endured it for a while, finally couldn't help raising his head, and retorted loudly: "I don't allow you to say that about her! You are not her, how can you understand her suffering? She is not like Like you people, martial arts talents are outstanding, everyone is the pride of heaven, she is just an ordinary person, she tried her best to find out the truth, and wanted to avenge Uncle Qin, but in the end she couldn't do it... Since you are not She doesn't know her life well, so she shouldn't judge her right and wrong so casually."

"Perhaps." Fu Hanzhou said indifferently, "but I have no obligation to be considerate of her. After all, she has never been considerate of you either—you lost an arm at a young age, and now you are still looking for someone everywhere, but Have you thought about yourself?"

Zhuo Jun's face was as pale as paper, and he said, "Yes, I'm already a useless person... I'm a swordsman who can't even lift a sword, and I'm not qualified to go to her anymore..."

The look in Zhuo Jun's eyes gradually disappeared.

Fu Hanzhou was already ready to go out, but he looked back at him again, and couldn't help but said: "Li Xingshu is a majestic sword god, and now he can no longer hold a sword. Do you dare to say that he is a useless person? He used to be a The vassal king of the Great Zhou Dynasty is also the number one swordsman in the Central Plains, with three thousand disciples, known as the sword-footed mountains and rivers, what a beauty. Compared with him, you are considered a poor person?"

Zhuo Jun was startled, speechless.

Fu Hanzhou said indifferently: "Get up."

Zhuo Jun froze for a moment, faced Fu Hanzhou's aggressive eyes, finally stood up reluctantly, followed him out the door in a daze.

Fu Hanzhou asked a nursing home as soon as he went out, and found Li Xingshu who was fishing by the small lake in the backyard.

——Li Xingshu has been coming here quite often recently, most of them are drinking tea and discussing with Yinglong City.

He looked like an ordinary old man basking in the sun, wearing a simple cotton coat, a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and sitting by the lake with a small bench.

Seeing Fu Hanzhou, he greeted with a smile: "Little friend, are you looking for the owner again?"

"Cough!" Fu Hanzhou said, "No, there is a kid here who wants to learn martial arts from senior."

Li Xingshu heard the words, looked back at Zhuo Jun, and said clearly: "Oh, it's this 'little friend'."

He pulled Zhuo Jun over, and couldn't help but pinch his lute bone first, as if looking at a three or four year old child.

Surprised and embarrassed, Zhuo Jun said again and again: "No, no, I'm not, I don't...don't, senior, don't touch it, haha..."

"Young man, your bones are so strange, it's a material for martial arts." Li Xingshu nodded and said, "Do you want to practice the left-handed sword, or do you want to improve your legs and feet?"

He pinched Zhuo Jun's only remaining left arm.

I saw that Li Xingshu's right hand had a weird shape, and the palm was gathered into a chicken claw shape, as if he was holding an egg, and he couldn't relax all the time.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that he went through a great change in middle age, drew a scar on his face, crippled his right hand, and never used a sword again—the name of the number one swordsman in the Central Plains is no longer true.

Zhuo Jun saw Li Xingshu's right hand and was speechless for a moment.

Li Xingshu's face was vicissitudes, and there was an old scar from the corner of the eye to the mouth, which destroyed the original appearance.

But his eyes are warm and gentle, like an elderly elder, with a clear and open-minded smile, he said: "The young people these days are all trapped by love, and I am really envious of my old bones. Hahahaha, another one looking for death and life, right? Let’s go, you go to the backyard to chop wood first.”

"Huh? Chopping firewood?" Zhuo Jun didn't react to the change of topic for a moment.

Li Xingshu let him go, sat back on his little stool, and said with a smile: "You haven't heard of Fu Xiaoyou's rules? First go to the backyard to do chores, chop firewood, fetch water, clean the yard, and save some money. What...'contribution'. Then come here by yourself, if you want to learn some martial arts, just say it."

Fu Hanzhou said embarrassingly: "Senior, you also play this trick?"

Li Xingshu said with a smile: "What you are doing makes sense—young people should lay a solid foundation. Stay a little sweaty, and when you have something to do, you won't think about it all day long."

Zhuo Jun was dumbfounded: "But, but I didn't come—"

"Young man." Li Xingshu interrupted him, "When I was young, I lost 500 taels of silver in a bet. At that time, I was so scared that I thought the sky was going to collapse. Now that I think about it, it was nothing serious. I practiced martial arts for the first time when I was seven or eight years old. I took a sword casually, and it was really casual-I found out later that this was the number one decision I made in my life. So don’t think about it, you are a fool There are only some sesame seeds in it, hurry up and chop firewood to boil water, I will take a hot bath in a while and come out to teach you the left-handed sword, you will be grateful to Dr. Fu for the rest of your life."

Zhuo Jun was stunned, and after a long time, he really bowed his head in silence.

Kouchi sighed: "Wow, ginger is still old and spicy, this ability to fool you is on par with the master..."

The corner of Fu Hanzhou's mouth twitched.

It was almost predictable, what would be the reaction of the low-level players who were chopping wood and carrying water at the back of the academy when they saw Zhuo Jun?

#Shock!Another NPC came to brush Lao Fu's favorability? #

#八一八 Those (those) NPCs who specialize in competing with players for daily tasks#

#老FU, A 100% Evil Man Who Attracts All Kinds of Swordsmen#

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After sending Zhuo Jun away, Li Xingshu hummed a little tune, changed his posture on the small bench, and picked up the fishing rod again.

Fu Hanzhou took a look beside him and saw that he was fishing for koi in the pond. He couldn't help laughing, and said: "It turns out that the senior said that he would never use the sword again in his life, but in fact he is still secretly practicing the left-handed sword. These days Are you also exchanging swordsmanship with the owner?"

When Li Xingshu heard this, he became a little uneasy, and hurriedly said: "Shhh! I call it 'there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart'. It is the complete opposite of your owner, he is now the 'sword in the hand, but the heart is full'. No sword'—oh, I'm so tired of seeing you young people who are all obsessed with love anyway."

Fu Hanzhou coughed again and again: "Cough! Then what—"

Li Xingshu said clearly: "You miss him, don't you?"

Fu Hanzhou: "I'm not, I didn't—"

Li Xingshu: "It's in the bamboo forest. Hurry up and make out with you guys, don't disturb my old man, I'm lonely and cold."

Fu Hanzhou: "..."

After about 10 minutes.

Fu Hanzhou saw Yinglong City in the bamboo forest outside the courtyard.

The remaining snow in the forest is cold and silent.

Ying Longcheng was meditating with his eyes closed, with the sky on his knees.

After all, he is a strong master, and after more than half a month, most of his injuries have recovered.

At this time, his figure was as tall and straight as Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, his aura faintly covered the entire bamboo forest, suppressing the sound of the wind, making the surroundings quiet.

——Could it be that he just finished his discussion with Li Xingshu and is studying swordsmanship?

Fu Hanzhou was a little curious, and approached quietly with light work.

As a result, before he could make a move in the future, Ying Longcheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his black pupils flashed away, and he looked at Fu Hanzhou.

Fu Hanzhou was a little annoyed, and said, "Did I bother you?"

"..."

Ying Longcheng got up silently, and explained slowly: "I just discussed martial arts with Li Xing, and I got something occasionally, so I learned sword here."

Fu Hanzhou said: "I'm sorry, then I-"

"No." Ying Longcheng said, "I thought of the 'Zhuliu Style', which was in the middle of the water, so I was thinking about your sword. I also got the 'Landing the Moon Style', saying 'I want to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon', Then I thought about you again. If you said I was bothering you, you really did, but this matter... I really can't blame you."

The Sword God was actually a little distressed and confused, so he reluctantly put Tianwen on the stone table and pondered over the question.

The corner of Fu Hanzhou's mouth was raised inexplicably.

He looked around, and with a thought in his heart, he picked up a branch next to him, and took off the obstructing veil on his head, and said, "I have also learned the chasing-flow style. Let me see what you think?"

After finishing speaking, he used the branch as a sword and stepped forward to attack.

Ying Longcheng was caught off guard, but instinctively countered with Tianwen's scabbard, and soon fell into Fu Hanzhou's offensive.

As soon as the two advanced and retreated, they started a sparring on the spot in the bamboo forest.

But I saw bamboo leaves flying and sword winds flying.

Although the sword was not out of its sheath, and the branches were just branches, Fu Hanzhou's style was unsurpassed, and he had forced Ying Longcheng into a corner at the beginning.

However, Ying Longcheng's swordsmanship is profound, and at this time he only used one move, "Flying Fancy Style", to deal with it with his strength of lightness and speed, which made this impromptu discussion graceful and calm.

After a moment.

It seemed that Fu Hanzhou was more eager to win, and he succeeded in the attack. A tree branch touched Ying Longcheng's Adam's apple, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are not serious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his head loosen, and his long hair fell down unconsciously.

Looking again, Ying Longcheng obviously had a sword in his hand, but he didn't come out of the sheath. Instead, his left hand took off Fu Hanzhou's mahogany hairpin at some point and was holding it in his palm.

There was a hint of a smile in the deep black eyes, and he looked at Fu Hanzhou quietly.

"Sorry." Ying Longcheng said, "I'll save it for you."