Those years when I was a tool person

"The purpose of this hero is to smash this damn place!"

The atmosphere in Kiba became tense because of Daxia's words.

Rong Ying was first taken aback by the hero's question "Are you stupid?" After realizing it, he quickly grabbed Song Xin who was about to explode, "Don't be impulsive."

Song Xin looked worried: "But he called you stupid!"

"You can't beat him." Rong Ying didn't save face for Song Shaoxia who had already stepped into the martial arts with one foot.

"..."

Song Xin gave the hero a hard look, and retreated behind Rong Ying.

The hero didn't care about the displeasure in Song Xin's eyes, he laughed a few times, weighed the sword in his hand, and said to Rong Ying: "You must have seen it too, I'm just looking for trouble, if you want to help them, Just hurry up and do two tricks with me."

Song Xin couldn't help but choke when he heard the words: "It doesn't matter how old you are, and you really don't have to be ashamed to take the initiative to provoke a junior."

He was about to be pointed at his nose and scolded for bullying the younger, but the hero didn't show any embarrassment on his face. He answered Song Xin solemnly: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born in youth. If I really find out, I will suffer from my age."

After all, the bones are brittle as you get older, and you can't stand the toss.

Song Xin: "..."

"I won you, so you just roll out?"

Rong Ying took the ruthless words he had put down not long ago, and even used a little caution.

As expected, Daxia choked for a moment, he didn't notice that Rong Ying said "Get out", not "Get out".

"Of course, this hero always keeps his word, the premise is that you have the ability."

The opponent in front of him was just a young boy, and the hero really didn't believe that he could beat him.

"Then let's meet Masaaki."

In a word, today's conflict can only end with force.

Other people in the wooden field took the initiative to make room for the two of them, Rong Ying drew out the sword at his waist, and walked into the open space surrounded by the hero.

"Seeing that you have eaten less salt than this hero for decades, let you make the first move."

"Then thank you very much." Rong Ying did not hesitate, just as the words fell, he moved his feet and made a pre-emptive move. His figure swayed twice, and with a unparalleled sword force, he attacked the hero.

"Not bad", the hero stretched out his arms, and slid back against Rong Ying's sword intent, leaving deep scratches on the ground he passed.

Turning around to avoid the first move, the hero flung out the ancient black sword in his hand. When the two swords collided, there was a metallic buzzing sound, and sparks could be seen splashing out in the daytime.

This is the first time Rongying has fought with someone, and it was a "ping-pong-pong" fight that would kill him if he was not careful. On the surface, he looked calm and unmoved by everything, but in fact he was already panicked inside. up.

His eyes were fixed on the ancient black sword, judging its trajectory, afraid that if he didn't block it, the mission this time would be terminated due to the death of the executor.

But after a few tricks, he realized that he was too worried. With the skill of the original owner, he could safely go back and forth under the hands of the hero.

In this way, after a few tricks of you coming and going, Rong Ying's heart gradually settled down.

The original owner is a martial arts master, I am not afraid.

Sensing that Rong Ying's mood had changed, and he seemed to have lost the tension he had in the beginning of the fight, the hero suddenly laughed softly amidst the dazzling shadow of the sword, "Is it too early to rest assured now?"

The two people in the fight passed by each other. Rong Ying heard the hero's words, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned around to block, but unexpectedly, the black ancient sword that had been slashed down halfway stopped, and changed from a slash to a stab. Kankan scratched Rongying's neck and dropped the sword in his hand to the ground.

"Be careful!" Song Xin, who was watching, saw that Rong Ying's neck was scratched and the sword in his hand was gone, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help shouting.

However, considering that it would distract Rong Ying, he shouted in such a low voice that only he could hear it.

In the arena, after the sound of "Dang Clang", Rong Ying let go of the long sword, and before he could be dazed, he subconsciously tilted his head to avoid the oncoming cold light.

Seeing the sword on the ground from the corner of his eye, he lowered his body to pick it up, but he kicked out the hero who was not prepared to stand by and wait for a rabbit.

"boom"

Rong Ying felt a pain in his chest, he let out a muffled groan, and slammed his body into a distant pile of mineral materials, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Young Xia Han!"

Many people in the woodyard were startled by the scene in front of them. After realizing it, they hurried to the ore pile. Song Xin even used his lightness skills to the limit.

"Master!"

Arriving at the side of the pile of mineral materials, Song Xin didn't have time to stop, tripped over a stone piled on the edge, tilted his body, and rolled directly into it.

There was a sharp pain in the ankle, and Song Xin gritted his teeth and crawled to Rong Ying's side, pulling him out of the coal, "Master, are you alright?"

"Ahem, um..." Rong Ying was choked by the dust, closed his eyes and coughed non-stop, coughing and coughing, his face turned pale, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Song Xin was terrified, carefully hugged him in his arms, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with shaking hands: "Master... Han Jianlin, wake up!"

"Young Xia Han!"

Seeing Rongying lying on the ground with a disfigured face and vomiting blood, the people in Kichang were all worried, except for Zhang Hu and his group.

Zhang Hu hid in the crowd, he looked at the chaotic wooden field, and Rong Ying, who was in Song Xin's arms, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, die, die quickly, this disaster will save him time and effort.

"Quick, find a way to find a doctor!"

"To put it bluntly, where can I find a doctor?"

There are no doctors in the woodyard, and these coolies dare not get sick on weekdays, because if they get sick, there is no one to treat them, and it is very likely that they will not be able to walk out of the mountains.

This is the pain point in the hearts of all coolies, even if it is brought up under the current situation, it will inevitably provoke cynicism from others.

"Then, what should we do?" The person who asked for a doctor also remembered this, and his voice became lower and lower: "I can't just watch Han Shaoxia die like this..."

"Who said he was going to die?" Seeing that the culprit who was about to be forgotten by everyone came up to him, he walked up to Rong Ying and held Song Song who was about to jump up when he saw his arrival. Xin's shoulder, "Don't rush to die with me, people still..."

not dead.

Before the hero finished speaking, a familiar figure appeared in his sight, his mouth stumbled, and then he changed the subject: "Look, it's not yourself who can save people?"

Song Xin's head was forcibly bent 45 degrees, and his face was pinched and deformed by the hero. His struggling movement stopped the moment he saw Mrs. Jingshen.

"It's been a long time, old nun. I accidentally hurt a young man. You came just in time. Help him see where the injury is, and treat him. He's a young child. It's a pity to be so useless."

The middle-aged man was still talking, he had never been serious about his shots, and it was Rongying's slow reaction at the last moment, he was so focused on taking back the sword, ignoring the potential danger that he missed and seriously injured someone.

Originally, I thought that I would use up my cultivation to heal others, but who would have thought that I would meet an old enemy here, and the old enemy is a man who knows medical skills, isn't this a predestined relationship?

He thought well, attributed everything to fate, and didn't notice that Song Xin, who had been struggling under him since the appearance of Mrs. Jingshen, had calmed down without warning.

Mrs. Jingshen put on a mean face, and she was especially gloomy when she stared at a person expressionlessly. She withdrew her gaze from Rong Ying, and asked the hero in a cold tone: "Just now you said that you were the one who hit me." hurt him?"

The hero saw the killing intent in the eyes of the old acquaintance, and he couldn't help shivering: "I...it's me, what's wrong?"

Master Jing Shen remained silent, Song Xin, who had been pinned down by the hero all this time, spoke out: "Master Tai, Master just vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out, please save him!"

Hearing the words, the hero turned his head, stared at Song Xin, and then at Rong Ying who was still lying on the ground, "You, what do you call him?"

Song Xin raised his head and looked at him with dead eyes.

You are finished, my little master's master is here.

Mrs. Jingshen: "Send the little thing back to the medicine house, and I will heal his wounds."

"Hey!"

Song Xin hugged Rong Ying horizontally, and deliberately bumped the hero's shoulder when he walked down the ore pile.

Hero: "..."

what happened?When will the old nun have another apprentice?Why doesn't he know!

Also, what does Grand Master mean?

Is this even the third generation?

The hero was stunned, seeing that Mrs. Jingshen was about to take Song Xin and Rongying away without saying a word to his old friend, so he quickly chased after him.

"Old nun, wait a minute, why are you still hiding it from others after you have accepted an apprentice? It's so embarrassing!"

Mrs. Jingshen paused. She waited for the hero to approach, and then slapped him decisively.

He looked at Mrs. Jingshen in disbelief: "Old nun, how dare you hit me!"

"It was you who hit me", Master Jing Shen didn't look back after the slap, and walked away with Song Xinyang.

"・・・"

There was blood on the corner of Daxia's mouth, and after he wiped it off with his hands, he noticed that everyone in Kichang was looking at him.

Trembling and cowering, like a little chick caught in an eagle's nest, he can make their nerves tense up with a little movement.

"I won't do anything to you."

The hero said with a bit of annoyed expression on his face: "No, you are also to blame. I am a hero of the rivers and lakes. Seeing that you have been arrested and trapped in the mountains to chop wood for the dog emperor, you have the intention to smash this place. Even if I give you back your freedom, you’re still not happy?”

Not only was he not happy, but he even fought with him when he was about to cut down the lumberyard manager.

"This is not what you think," said a coolie bravely, "It's true that we are young men who have been captured, but now there is no safe territory outside, and we are free to leave the wood farm. Who can say for sure? Will it be captured by another wave of people tomorrow?"

One person started, and the others dared to speak. They understood the purpose of the hero, and knew that he had good intentions, but they didn't intend to appreciate it.

"Here, with Han Shaoxia watching, at least the managers and supervisors don't dare to blatantly bully others. There is no pressure from the managers. Compared with the brothers who work in other places, we are in a much better situation."

"That's right, is there any labor force that can escape the imperial court's corvee? Forced service, military service, anyway, they are all punished. We don't have to be bullied when we stay in the woodyard, and we get paid. Why run away? ?”

The hero frowned when he heard the coolies speak out their thoughts one by one.

Is this the truth of the matter?

From this point of view, he was meddling in his own business and severely injured the people who had been protecting these coolies.

The hero who couldn't accept that he made a big mistake was upset in his heart, but his face was calm and calm, "Ahem, what, what is the name of that Han Shaoxia you are talking about?"

He is so responsible at such a young age, and he is still the apprentice of the old nun. When he recovers from his injury, if possible, he would like to get to know him better.

One person replied: "Han Jianlin."

The cloud was light and the wind was light, and the expression on the middle-aged man's face cracked: "What did you say his name was?"

Han Jianlin?Isn't it Han Baoyin's son?

Then he is the child he stole from Han Mansion 13 years ago?

The hero patted himself on the head, that's right, back then he kidnapped the three-year-old Han Jianlin in order to leave Han Mansion safely, and he didn't know what to do with him after bringing him out, so he casually threw him to the old nun.

In Jianghu, I have long heard that the old nun accepted Han Jianlin as his apprentice. He hadn't realized when he heard another young man call her Grand Master just now. The two of them really became masters and apprentices?