Sorry, I am still number one in the world [Comprehensive]

Yan Liushuang is not a person who likes to get entangled. Since she thought of taking two, it took almost a short while to make a decision.

After deciding, she asked the skinny and dirty kid, "What's your name?"

The child opened his mouth, looked at her, and at the other people in the room. After dawdling for a while, he suddenly took off the scarf on his head.

The people in the room watched him move with incomparable curiosity.

The turban was wrapped in several layers, and it looked like it was trying to hide something, but he took off it slowly, which made people anxious and wished they could go up and help him.

And when he finally took off his turban, everyone's eyes froze again.

Because this emaciated child is actually bald!

At this level, it seems that his hair has been artificially shaved, rather than natural baldness, so at this moment, Yan Liushuang couldn't help but doubt his identity: "You...wouldn't have sneaked away from some temple. Did you come out?"

The child's body trembled, his eyes became a little panicked, as if he was afraid that she would drive him away, bit his lips, and then knelt down in front of her with a plop.

"...I did run away from the temple," he said.

Yan Liushuang didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly, she was a little surprised: "Oh? So which one is it?"

The child lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "Shaolin."

Yan Liushuang: "???" What the hell? !Shaolin? !

In fact, she was not the only one who was shocked by this, Yuan Dongyuan and Xue Yiren were also the same, especially Xue Yiren who led him to this yard.

Xue Yiren asked: "So you ran from Songshan Mountain in Yuzhou to Jiangnan alone?"

The child nodded and admitted.

Yan Liushuang was curious: "It's not close from Mount Song to Jiangnan. You're so young, how did you come here? And since you are a Shaolin disciple, why do you have to travel thousands of miles to Jiangnan to worship me as a teacher?"

It's not that she is self-effacing, but that she knows very well that in the eyes of many people, only one who worships under the authentic sect of martial arts like Shaolin or Huashan can be regarded as a famous master.

And since this little monk even shaved his head, it proves that Shaolin has accepted him, so there is no reason why he ran out to learn another teacher, right?

The two questions she asked were exactly what Yuan Dongyuan and Xue Yiren were curious about.

At this time, the eyes of the three people were all focused on him, like three invisible sharp swords.

Ordinary people would get nervous involuntarily, not to mention frightened when they were looked at like this, but he seemed to be calmer than before.

He said: "There are many caravans from Yuzhou to Jiangnan. As long as you inquire clearly and hide under their carriages all the way, it is not too difficult to get to Jiangnan."

Yan Liushuang nodded, motioning for him to continue.

But this time, after hesitating for a while, he turned around and asked her, "Can I just tell you another question?"

Xue Yiren and Yuan Dongyuan exchanged glances, and then backed out at the same time.

Yuan Dongyuan also took his son out by the way.

After the two of them left, Yan Liushuang raised his eyebrows at the young monk again: "Can we talk now?"

The little monk pursed his lips and said: "I was entrusted by my father to Shaolin. He competed with Master Abbot. After losing, he was afraid that he would die soon, so he asked Master Abbot to accept me as a disciple."

Yan Liushuang recalled, the abbot of Shaolin should be called Master Tianfeng?

So she continued to ask: "Is Master Tianfeng's apprentice not good?"

The little monk shook his head, saying that he didn't want to learn the moves that hurt his father.

"I know, it's my father who wants to challenge Master Abbot out of his own strength. Master Abbot is not wrong, but I...I..." He couldn't help sobbing when he said this.

Yan Liushuang understood, walked over to help him up, and handed over his big sleeves to wipe his face: "Don't cry, huh?"

His face was already covered in mud marks, but now when he cried, the tears flowed down, and it was even worse.

Seeing him staring at her sleeve, Yan Liushuang was reluctant to pick it up and wipe it, so she had to do it herself.But she is used to not being serious about her actions. This rubbing directly made people's noses red.

When she put down her hands, she said awkwardly: "...forget it, I'll ask Xue Yiren to take you to wash your face first, by the way, what's your name?"

"My father never gave me a name, but the abbot gave me a dharma name, named Wuhua." The little monk stopped crying, but still looked at her steadfastly: "Then can I worship you as my teacher? "

Yan Liushuang smiled, she was not as delicate as an ordinary woman, but she was not too heroic like the jellyfish Yin Ji, she was at a very delicate level, her frown was like a cold moon, and her face was like a bright sun.

But at this moment, Wuhua felt that she had seen the brightest sun.

The sun said to him, "Do you think anyone can wipe my face with my sleeve?"

As soon as these words came out, the stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time finally fell to the ground.

As long as he can worship this swordsman who defeated the master of Shenshui Palace as his teacher, what is a mere Shaolin?

His father entrusted him and his younger brother to the abbot of Shaolin and the leader of the beggar gang respectively, so that the two brothers could take charge of the Shaolin Temple and the beggar gang in the future, thus unifying the Central Plains martial arts.But if he could get Yan Liushuang's true biography, he wouldn't have to worry about it at all.

At first, when he heard that a swordsman had defeated the jellyfish Yin Ji, he was hesitant, but one day, when he went to ask Master Tianfeng for advice, he heard that Master Tianfeng was chatting with an elder from Shaolin Temple. Own.

Master Tianfeng said: "I always think that Wuhua is too smart, and his temperament is not suitable for staying in Shaolin, but I promised his father that I still have to teach him well."

When Wuhua heard these words, she knew that it would be difficult for her to become the abbot of Shaolin in the future.

In this way, he no longer hesitated, and left Songshan directly while the disciple in charge was not paying attention.

Relying on his intelligence, going from Yuzhou to Jiangnan is not a troublesome task, but how can he get that swordsman to accept him as his disciple?

He thought for a long time, and finally decided to tell Yan Liushuang directly about his life experience. Anyway, he always pretended to be pitiful and told the truth. Answer.

It's a pity that when he thought about all this and planned to go to Xuejiazhuang to meet Yan Liushuang, he heard that the young master of Wuzheng Villa in Taiyuan had also come to apprentice.

The people of Wuzheng Villa just guarded the door like that. If they knew that he was here to snatch Master from their young master, they might not let him in, so he had to pretend that he didn't know the way, and ran directly to Xue Yiren after entering. yard.

Xue Yiren has a straightforward temper, knowing that he wanted to come to apprentice, he took him to find Yan Liushuang almost without hesitation.

He is the owner of this room, even if he is from Wuzheng Villa, he has no right to stop him from entering.

All of this could not have been better designed, and Yan Liushuang's reaction was exactly as he expected.

So when he followed Xue Yiren to wash his face, he also sincerely thanked the swordsman.

Xue Yiren waved his hand indifferently: "I just brought you to Miss Yan. If she doesn't want to accept you, no one can help you."

Wuhua pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Afterwards, he washed off the mud and dust on his face, revealing his original beauty.

I have to say that his appearance in this copy is more suitable for being good-looking than the original one. Even Xue Yiren was taken aback when he saw it, probably because he didn't expect this thin and dirty little monk to be so beautiful.

Compared with his current Youzai, the Yuan family father and son on the other side are a little anxious.

Yuan Dongyuan thought that Yan Liushuang gave up Yuan Suiyun and chose Wuhua, and when he re-entered, his expression was rather worried.

But he was still very polite when he spoke, and he said to Yan Liushuang: "Suiyun is a talented child. If he hadn't suffered from such a serious illness the year before last, he should have finished his foundation by now. He really wants to learn swords from Miss Yan. Miss Yan think about it again."

Yan Liushuang waved his hand: "Don't think about it, I'll accept him."

Originally, Dongyuan still had a lot of things to say, but when he heard this sentence, he choked up, and then said with joy: "Miss Yan, is she serious?"

Yan Liushuang raised her eyebrows: "What's the benefit of lying to you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yuan Suiyun, who was blindfolded, knelt down to her: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."

Yan Liushuang was amused by this serious attitude, walked over to help the young man in brocade up, and said, "You don't have to kneel down to be my apprentice, you just have to learn a good sword after suffering."

Yuan Suiyun nodded heavily, and when he was about to say that he could do it, there was another sound of footsteps outside the door, it was Xue Yiren who came back with Wuhua who had washed her face.

As soon as they appeared, Yuan Dongyuan frowned: "This is...?"

Yan Liushuang: "Oh, I also took Wuhua, by the way, which one of you is older?"

Although Yuan Suiyun was already blind, but at this moment, following the sound of breathing, he turned his head and faced Wuhua who was beside him.

He can't look at Wuhua, but Wuhua can look at him.

After a while, it was Wuhua who spoke first, saying that she was almost seven years old.

In fact, the two are the same age, but Yuan Suiyun is slightly younger by two months.

It happened that she also agreed to Wu Hua first, so in the end Wu Hua, who came late, became a senior brother.

She was afraid that Yuan Suiyun would be unhappy, so she patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Senior brother is just a title, it doesn't matter, you practice your swords well, I will treat you equally."

Yuan Suiyun raised his head: "Okay, I will not disappoint Master's expectations of me."

Wu Hua squinted his eyes, he found that this junior was more annoying to him than Wu Xiang from Shaolin Temple.

At this time, he still doesn't know that for a long time to come, the dialogue between him and Yuan Suiyun will only be in the form of sarcasm.

Poor Yan Liushuang didn't know that she had taken in two young apprentices who were already pretending to be able to cut black, and thought that with such two talented young apprentices, she would definitely be able to complete the task of repaying the world, so happy very.