[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

It was morning again, the town was bustling with people shouting one after another, the ruins caused by the fire a few days ago are now beginning to be rebuilt, and Aunt Yuan is moving a small horse and sitting at the gate to oversee the work, calling Er Gouzi loudly from time to time to come out and build the house worker serving water.

Shen Qi was holding a few steamed buns wrapped in oil paper in her hand, eating and strolling leisurely, when she passed by Aunt Yuan, she suddenly heard a complicated voice from the side: "I heard that your shop has moved? "

"Well." Shen Qi nodded, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said, "Boss Gu saw that I lost money easily, so he said that he would rent me a shop with a low profit. All right, let's rent it."

Boss Gu is the landlord with the goatee. The shop he mentioned is not very profitable. It is a tea workshop. Most of the people in this small town are ordinary people who make a living. Few people will spend their hard-earned money It was replaced with a few catties of fine tea leaves, so it is understandable that the income of this tea workshop is not good.

But on the contrary, after her weapon shop moved there, the business was surprisingly good.

Speaking of business, Shen Qi looked at Aunt Yuan: "Although the account book was burned, I still remember all your credit accounts."

But she didn't care much about it, and for a shrewd woman like Aunt Yuan, without an account book, it was equivalent to borrowing money without an IOU. Wouldn't it be possible to get rid of it if she wanted to?If she can pay back the money, it will be raining red in the sky!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Aunt Yuan was shocked, her brows were tangled for a moment, and she took out a purse from her arms: "I only have five taels of silver for now, and I have to pay the workers for the rest. I will ask you to pay back the money again, please give Miss Shen some time."

Shen Qi took the purse in a daze, looked up at the sky - it wasn't raining red.

She went back to the shop in a daze, flipped the sign on the door to open, put all the weapons in the warehouse, went back to the counter and opened the purse, no more, no less, it was five taels of silver.

Moreover, if her ears heard correctly, Aunt Yuan's attitude just now, there is still a mouthful of "you"...

She vaguely had some clues in her heart. On the day when the fire was on fire, she used sword energy to put out the fire. Ordinary people like this who had little contact with the rivers and lakes saw that the flames were inexplicably extinguished. Maybe they had some strange opinions on her?

Just as he was thinking about it, a muscular and mighty man stepped into the store, looked at the display rack for a while, took down a four-foot-long broadsword, and then hurried to the counter, his voice rumbled: "How much is it?" ?”

I don't know if it's Shen Qi's illusion, but this man's voice always has a tremor?

She squinted at the face of the big man, and found that the big man's tiger-like pupils were trembling faintly, and a few drops of cold sweat were visible to the naked eye on his forehead.

It's not an illusion, this big man is really afraid of her.

She hesitated to speak, but finally said: "20 taels."

20 taels is not a small sum of money for a person from an ordinary family, and it can even be regarded as a year's living expenses. However, this big man did not bargain. Then leave in a hurry.

Shen Qi didn't pay attention when he came, but now doubts arose in her heart, she looked at his steps and back carefully, but found that this person seemed to have a certain degree of external skills.

"People from the Jianghu?" Shen Qi bit her pen and frowned in puzzlement, but she didn't want to bother to think about things that she couldn't figure out. After recording the accounts in the account book with a brush, she habitually glanced at the task panel that remained unchanged. So I picked up the book I read half of it yesterday and continued to read it.

But the big man went out, but he didn't go far. He went straight into a teahouse not far away, went up to the second floor, and a thin and shrewd man in civilian clothes of about 20 years old came forward and said excitedly: "Why?" How is it?"

"That woman is evil!" The muscular man sat down on the seat, slapped the four-foot broadsword on the table, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, drank another saliva, and placed it in the expectant and impatient eyes of the other party. Slowly said: "Good guy! As soon as I entered that shop, I followed into an ice cellar! The sword placed behind the woman was extremely murderous. I doubt that the blood on that sword was no less than This number."

He opened his big cattail fan and made a five-character gesture.

The clothed man gasped: "Fifty?"

Unexpectedly, the muscular man shook his head solemnly: "No, five hundred."

The clothed man opened his mouth wide in fright, and after a long time, Fang let out a breath, his tone gradually lowered: "Then...how sure are you that the other party is the blood lady?"

"When I saw that woman put out the fire at the inn the day before yesterday, I was six-point sure. After all, there are very few female swordsmen in the Jianghu who can learn sword energy at a young age, and bloody ladies like to wear red clothes. Let's look at that sword again today." Jian, I'm [-]% sure. Think about it, which case is it because of the bloody lady's notoriety that shocked the world?"

The clothed man frowned, and suddenly realized: "Killed 530 people from my husband's Liu family..."

"That's right, I suspect that the black sheath sword was the weapon she used to commit the crime. Only in this way can it explain the murderous intent."

"Then... the two of us alone cannot win the ten thousand taels of silver offered by the government."

"But in terms of force, we are certainly not her opponents, but there are no limits to how we can deal with that kind of villain..."

The voices of the two gradually lowered.

Not far away, in a private room covered by bamboo curtains, a boy in white, about seven or eight years old, put down his chopsticks expressionlessly and said, "Uncle Wang."

The old man with a pale face looked down at him and smiled lovingly: "Don't worry, young master, most of this town is owned by the villa. Everyone here has investigated the details. The 'Tiger Crane Fist' Sun Huhe" Arhat legs' Qi Bao chased the blood lady for almost a year, but still couldn't find her trace, so when he saw a powerful female swordsman, he thought that the other party was the blood lady who was disguised, probably because he was attracted by the ten thousand taels of silver Dazed."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, but was attracted by the description in the words: "High strength? Since Uncle Wang also said so, that female swordsman must be very powerful. Has her sword really killed no less than 500 people?"

"Whether the sword in her hand has killed hundreds of people is still unknown, but the sword that Sun Hu and Qi Bao talked about has never killed even one person. It is a sword without an owner. The swordsman spent three months forging it not long ago." The old man paused, looked at the dazzling brilliance in the boy's eyes, and said again: "Actually, the master wanted to give you that sword for today's birthday. It’s a pity that the female swordsman didn’t want to sell it. That’s why the master gave you the sword manual instead.”

The boy's eyes flickered slightly, he picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of food, without saying a word.Every year on his birthday, his father would quietly put presents in his room, but even though he waited all night, he never saw his father.

Seeing this, the old man sighed and said nothing more.

After all, he is just a child. If a child has never met his parents since he was born, no matter how warm others give him, there will still be a hole in his heart.

But that void has now been filled.

Not by something warmer, but by a cold sword.

The boy stood up abruptly, and said coldly, "Uncle Wang, take me to see that sword."

Shen Qi is now caught in a difficult problem.

She took off the notebook covering her face, glanced at the boy who was looking at her timidly and expectantly, and sighed helplessly: "Er Gouzi, be good, my sister doesn't eat candy."

Hearing this, Er Gouzi stuffed the peanut cakes in his hand back into his bosom, took out another purse, and said courageously, "I! I'm rich! These are my lucky money! It's a full thirty cents!"

"Wow! That's great!" Shen Qi smiled and rubbed the other party's withered and yellow hair due to lack of nutrition, "But sister, I am not short of money, you can save it for yourself and marry a wife later, good boy."

"Then why is Sister Shen willing to teach me martial arts?" Er Gouzi pursed his mouth, and he was about to cry, "My mother wants me to be a carpenter's apprentice, but that old carpenter, Mr. Xu, likes to beat his apprentices the most. I don't want to. As a carpenter, I want to be a martial arts master who flies around. I want to be like Sister Shen, who can put out fire with a wave of a sword. Like a fairy."

Shen Qi's head was extremely big: "I accept apprentices based on their roots. To be honest, your roots can only be regarded as upper-middle. If there is no chance, even if you step into martial arts, it will be difficult for you to become a first-class master in this lifetime."

"Then I'll be a second-rate!" Unexpectedly, Er Gouzi was not hit at all, but wiped his tears with enthusiasm, "My mother always said that the better you beat the better, the easier it is to cause trouble. Not one way."

Shen Qi was originally a headache from being entangled by this child, but when she heard the words, her heart suddenly moved.

She lowered her head, looked at the little man who was not as tall as the counter, and frowned, "Your mother taught you that last sentence?"

Er Gouzi tilted his head: "I don't know, I always thought I heard it somewhere, so I just said it."

The golden mean is not a way.

Everything in the world can be taught, and her swordsmanship is to follow one's heart's desires and follow one's heart. Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship is just like its name, and she has never been defeated, so she can only seek for eternity.Ruthlessness is also the Tao, and sentient beings are also the Tao. Isn't the doctrine of the mean not a Tao?

This child can remember this sentence, which shows that he also has the root of wisdom.

In the martial arts journey, talent is important, but understanding is also essential.This child is a sensible person.

She looked down at Er Gouzi's expectant eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "What's your full name?"

In the homes of ordinary people, in order to feed their children, they often call them "bad names", so Shen Qi only knows that the child is called Er Gouzi, but does not know his name.

"Sikong Zhaixing." Er Gouzi grinned, "My name is Sikong Zhaixing."

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.

Good name.

"You have a name suitable for learning Qinggong." Shen Qi smiled, "Let me tell you first, I won't be your master, because I'm not sure how long I will stay here. So I can't bear the responsibility of being a teacher. But if you are interested, I will give you a few books, you can follow the practice and just ask me if you don’t understand.”

Sikong Zhaixing frowned when he heard the previous sentence, but when he heard the second sentence, he smiled suddenly: "Okay! Thank you! Sister Shen!"

There are also some miscellaneous books in Shen Qi's warehouse, all of which were exchanged from the main god when she first learned martial arts. She first picked up a book explaining the meridians of the human body and gave it to Sikong Zhaixing, looking at the boy with the appearance of a thin monkey Leaving happily, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, I remembered the time in the training department again.

She squinted at the sky, and it was almost time for lunch.

As a willful boss who didn't recruit any staff, once she wanted to eat, the shop would be left unattended, and all she could do was temporarily close the business.

Therefore, on this bustling long street, a shop that is closed during the day is particularly unique.

The young boy in white looked at the closed door, pursed his lips, turned around and said, "Let's go, come back another day."

作者有话要说：甜蜜桂花糖扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2017-11-2701:03:40

Thank you for the hand grenade, my good friend!What!

Hmph, I found that my routines have been seen through by readers, so this baby is not happy, and feels that I have taken an unusual path!Hahaha, you would never have imagined this kind of expansion! (kimbo)