Jianghu are all masters

1.

When Zhang Xiaoyuan was 17 years old, he suddenly contracted a serious illness. The high fever lasted for more than a month, and he was unconscious. Half of his body was in the gate of hell.

His mother, Wei Yun, used to be a well-known doctor in the rivers and lakes. She personally prescribed medicines for him and diagnosed him. She searched through old books and ancient books but could not find a cure for the disease. Jianyun's elder sister Zhang Yingxue also hurried home, and when she was thinking of seeing him off for the last time, he suddenly woke up.

He was lying on the bed, dizzy with fever, his body was sore and weak, as if he had fought hard with someone, he looked at his parents and elder sister surrounded by the bed, and was about to speak——

Ding.

A line of words appeared on the heads of the three of them.

"Zhang Gaoling, a former famous hero in Jianghu, ranked 21 in Jianghu, and now the owner of Daxiang Winery."

"Wei Yun, a well-known doctor in Jianghu, the proprietress of Daxiang Winery."

"Zhang Yingxue, the sword master of Fuxue, ranked No. 210 and [-]th in Jianghu, known as the Lady Fuxue in Jianghu."

He thought he was blinded by burns, but no matter how much he blinked, those words were firmly hung on the heads of the three of them, and they never disappeared.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, just in time the family's yellow cat, Dabing, jumped onto his bed and meowed at him, but immediately a line of words appeared on his head.

"Meow, meow, meow, meow."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan closed his eyes again, thinking that he might have been burned out.

2.

Except for Zhang Xiaoyuan, it seemed that no one else could see those words.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt very strange.

After seeing the strange characters that day, his illness suddenly improved, and he could barely get out of bed and walk in a few days, but the characters on everyone's heads would pop out with a ding from time to time, scaring him severely.

For example, today, Zhang Gaoling came to bring the medicine bowl and stared at him to drink the medicine.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was always afraid of suffering, he held the medicine bowl with a bitter face, and he was willing to take a sip after a long while.

Zhang Gaoling said to him in a rambling manner: "How can a man be afraid of suffering?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan pursed his lips aggrievedly, and was about to speak, when he heard a ding sound, he raised his head subconsciously, and saw the line of words popping out of Zhang Gaoling's head.

"Private money: one, two, three."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was stunned.

Although Zhang Gaoling was in business, it was Wei Yun who was in charge of the accounts, and Zhang Gaoling was indeed fearful of internal affairs. Wei Yun had always been in charge of the family, but Zhang Xiaoyuan never thought that his father would be in such a miserable state...

Zhang Xiaoyuan thought of his uncapped pocket money and the 300 taels of jade pendant he just bought a few days ago, couldn't help showing sympathy, and whispered: "Daddy..."

Zhang Gaoling had a serious face: "It's no use acting like a baby, you have to drink this medicine today."

Ding.

The words on his head flipped up and another line of words appeared.

"Hiding location: the hidden compartment under the son's bed

Safety index: five stars"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

……

Although he couldn't understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, Zhang Xiaoyuan still understood the first half of the sentence.

He got into bed in the middle of the night, knocked on the bed board for a long time, and successfully found the secret compartment.

The only two small pieces of silver were miserably placed in the huge dark compartment. Zhang Xiaoyuan was silent for a long time, took the coat from the bedside, took out twelve silver ingots from his belt, and put them into the dark compartment.

Daddy, this is the child's filial piety!

You have worked hard!

3.

Zhang Xiaoyuan understood that the words he saw on everyone's heads were indeed everyone's life experience and inner thoughts.

It's just that he still can't control his ability. Most of the time, what he sees on everyone's heads is not the information he wants to know.

After he recovered from his illness, Wei Yun felt that his health was too poor, and she should practice martial arts to strengthen his body. She also thought that Zhang Gaoling always spoiled him, so that although Zhang Xiaoyuan practiced martial arts since childhood, he spent three days fishing and two days drying the net, and never Focus on practicing martial arts.

It just so happened that the Sword Discussion Conference was about to be held recently, and Zhang Gaoling had personal relationships with all the masters when he was traveling in the rivers and lakes. He could take this opportunity to find a strict teacher for Zhang Xiaoyuan.

So Zhang Gaoling took Zhang Xiaoyuan to the Sword Discourse Conference and visited his old friends one by one.

The first master Zhang Xiaoyuan met was Lin Yi, the owner of the Zixia Tower, who is known as the unparalleled gentleman in the world.

Zixia Building uses a fan, and its skills are elegant. Zhang Xiaoyuan saw the disciples of Zixia Building in the crowd with agile movements, white clothes like snow, and fluttering robes. .

Zhang Gaoling led him to visit, and Lin Yi was also very polite, holding Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, and said: "A hero is born in a young age, and my nephew really has the demeanor of brother Gao Ling back then."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was about to speak, but saw Lin Yi frantically popping out words from the top of his head.

"Lin Yi, the owner of the Zixia Building, is a master of martial arts, ranked 37th in the Jianghu."

Wow, the top fifty masters!

"He is highly respected and admired by thousands of people. He has peaches and plums in the world, and has trained dozens of young knights."

People's morals are also great!

Lin Yi said again: "I don't know why Brother Gao Ling is looking for me this time?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan was waiting for his father to answer, but he saw another line of words popping out of Lin Yi's head.

"A real villain, a hypocrite"

Huh?

"Murder the elders to death and dominate his wife."

Huh?

"Kill the next disciple to death, Ba Qimei."

huh huh?

"Murder and kill the three disciples to death, domineering her daughter."

Huh huh huh? !

Lin Yi smiled kindly: "But for the sake of my nephew's apprenticeship?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan's face turned pale with fright, and tremblingly, he took his hand out of Lin Yi's hand desperately, squatted down with his stomach in his arms, and said, "I, I, I... Daddy, my stomach hurts so much!"

4.

Zhang Xiaoyuan squatted into the toilet, covered his face in horror, his mind was full of Lin Yi's benevolent smile.

Is this river and lake so terrible? !

He thought about the excuse for a long time, and when he went out, he discussed it with his father in a low voice, saying that he was a man, and he wanted to learn a more handsome weapon.

Zhang Gaoling had always doted on him, so he didn't doubt him, so he said goodbye to Lin Yi, and brought Zhang Xiaoyuan back to the stage of Discourse on Swords.

At this time, Sanhua Palace and Rushan Temple were fighting on the stage, both of them used swords, and Rushan Temple had to become a master, which was naturally not within the scope of Zhang Gaoling's consideration.

Zhang Gaoling took Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand and introduced Mei Ling'an, the owner of Sanhua Palace, to him.

The owner of Sanhua Palace, Mei Ling'an, is nearly 50 years old, but she is well maintained, with delicate features, and her skin seems to be better than that of a 20-year-old girl.

He was also very kind, took Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, and said in the first sentence that he hadn't seen each other for a few years, and his nephew was already so tall, and his tone was so friendly, Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but feel good about him.

But Zhang Xiaoyuan learned his lesson this time, he didn't speak, but just stared at the top of Mei Len'an's head, waiting for the words to appear.

"Mei Ling'an, the lord of the Sanhua Palace, has low martial arts skills and is ranked 870th in Jianghu."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Wait, this martial arts is too bad!

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that he could easily defeat him.

No, no, how could he become the lord of the first palace with such poor martial arts, there must be something wrong!

He opened his eyes wide and carefully looked at the line of words above Melen'an's head, and those words really changed.

"Mei Lingan, the lord of the Sanhua Palace, has low martial arts skills and ranks nine thousand eight hundred and seventy seven in the Jianghu."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Why are you going backwards!

……

5.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that the world was full of dangers, and it would be difficult for a person to survive if he didn't know martial arts very well.

And Mei Len'an not only lived to be 50 years old, but also became the owner of Sanhua Palace!

He must have his strengths!

He looked at Melen'an more seriously, and felt that he was able to achieve his current status, perhaps because of his cleverness and wit, or because of his virtues.

"Although martial arts are weak, he is articulate and good at persuading people with reasoning."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was a little excited again.

Convince people with reason!He likes to convince people with reason!

Why fight and kill!Why don't you sit down and talk about the truth?

Zhang Xiaoyuan happily called out: "Senior Mei!"

Melanian smiled, and looked at him tenderly: "Nephew, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "To be honest——"

Another sentence jumped out of Melian's head.

"Xiao Qing'er, who has been the head of the former sect since the beginning, is very favored. Before the death of the former head, he resisted all opinions and passed on the position of the head of the sect."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Melanian asked: "Nephew?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan choked, and swallowed back the words that had reached his mouth, then looked at Mei Lingan's tender eyes, and forcefully squeezed out a sentence: "Actually... I'm telling you the truth! Senior Mei, your skin is so soft Well, I don’t know which beauty cream I used!”

Mei Lenan was stunned: "Huh?"

Zhang Gaoling: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan bit the bullet and said, "Master... I want to buy some to honor my mother..."

He looked at Melanian's strange eyes, and finally closed his mouth.

……

6.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhang Xiaoyuan tried his best to restore the current weird situation, but when his father didn't speak, he began to laugh awkwardly, saying: "Your junior is being abrupt, Senior Mei is born beautiful——"

Melian's face darkened.

Zhang Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly came back to his senses, thinking that since Mei Ling'an is Xiaoqing'er in charge, he must really dislike others mentioning his face.

"—The inheritor of powerful martial arts!" Zhang Xiaoyuan forcibly twisted that sentence, "I practice martial arts all the year round, my martial arts are strong, and my energy and blood are active, so I can stay young forever!"

Seeing that Mei Len'an's face seemed to be getting better, he hastily continued: "This junior admires the Sanhua Palace's swordsmanship the most! This junior has heard people say that all the masters of swordsmanship in the world come from Sanhua Palace. After seeing Senior Mei today, I realized that this statement was true, and this junior admired it very much."

Mei Ling'an had returned to her gentle smile, turned her head and said to Zhang Gaoling: "Brother Gao Ling, your son's little mouth seems to have been smeared with honey."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was still praising against his will: "Famous teachers produce high-level apprentices, with a master like Senior Mei, Sanhua Palace is worthy of being the number one sword sect in the world!"

boom!

The big disciple of Sanhua Palace who was competing on the stage was kicked far away by his opponent, and fell right in front of Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he suddenly jumped out two steps, the second part of the flattery turned into a scream, and then he looked down at the "No. [-] Sword Sect in the World" Sanhua Palace disciple who was lying on the ground in a panic, speechless.

Just now he was boasting about the unparalleled swordsmanship of Sanhua Palace, when the disciple of Sanhua Palace was kicked off the Sword Discourse Arena.

This is too...

Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help raising his head with a bitter face, and looked at the opponent of Sanhua Palace disciple in the stands.

It was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a gray long coat, holding a bamboo hat, with a dignified aura, he also used a sword, the sword was more than three feet long, the sword was no more than three fingers wide, and the sheath was old. But the tassels on the sword were already fading, and it really didn't look like a famous disciple.

Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't see his martial art, so he stared at the top of his head, trying to see some clues from it.

His ability really did not disappoint him. After a while, a few words appeared on the man's head.

"Lu Zhaoming, the nameless man."

Other than that, nothing else.

Zhang Xiaoyuan's ability failed for the first time, he couldn't help being a little surprised, so he stared more hard at the top of the man's head.

And that person raised the bamboo hat slightly, his cold eyes swept across the disciples of Sanhua Palace, and fell on Zhang Xiaoyuan who was staring at him fiercely.

His face was cold and handsome, and he was extremely good-looking, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, Zhang Xiaoyuan couldn't help shrinking back behind his father in fright, and didn't dare to look at him again.

Mei Len'an was displeased, but she still said politely: "Young hero, let's go to the rivers and lakes for a test, just order it as soon as you can."

Lu Zhaoming looked at him sideways, and said calmly: "For me, this is all about the end."