A truck carrying packaging cartons slowly drove to the headquarters factory of Xianjiu Group.

The driver said to Nie Jun, who was sitting in the co-pilot: "Boss Song's house is not far from here, just from the dormitory park of the old factory. You can find it by inquiring it yourself."

"Thank you, Master." Nie Jun pushed the door and jumped off.

This guy is wearing a pair of travel shoes, jeans on his lower body, knee-length windbreaker on his upper body, and something behind his back is wrapped tightly with a cloth strip.

The delivery truck quickly entered, and Nie Jun walked to the door and asked, "Where is Song Weiyang's house?"

The guard said vigilantly: "What's wrong with you looking for Boss Xiao Song?"

Nie Jun said: "I am his college classmate. I went to Emei not long ago and came here to take a look."

The guard looked at it carefully and repeatedly, and was a little unsure, and asked, "Do you have a phone number from Boss Xiao Song?"

Nie Jun said: "My cell phone has no bills, so I can lend it to your guard room phone."

"Fight." The guard dared not neglect.

Nie Jun couldn't remember Song Weiyang's number, so he took out his phone and found that it was out of power, so he could only charge the phone in the guard room. After a long time of struggle, he finally found the number and called Song Weiyang: "Old Song, I am Nie Jun."

"Oh, Nie Daxian actually remembers to call me for New Year's greetings." Song Weiyang's teasing came from the other end of the phone.

Nie Jun said: "I am at the back gate of Xianjiu Group, which seems to be in the warehouse area. Tell the guard and let him point the way. I will have a free meal at your house during the Spring Festival this year."

Song Weiyang said: "I'm at my grandparents' house. Please wait and don't move. I'll have someone to pick you up."

"Okay." Nie Jun said.

After the phone was hung up, the guard's attitude became more and more respectful, and he handed over a red plum: "Sir, please smoke!"

"Thank you," Nie Jun spread his hands, "Please borrow another fire."

The guard quickly took out a lighter to hand the fire, and was extremely curious about Nie Jun. Because this guy was so sloppy, his clothes and shoes were dirty, and even his windbreaker had a big hole. At first glance, he looked like a homeless man from where he came from.

"What are you?" the guard pointed at Nie Jun's back and asked.

Nie Jun smiled and said, "Bamboo Pole."

The guard obviously didn't believe it: "The bamboo pole is still wrapped with cloth strips?"

"A sword." Nie Jun told the truth.

The doorman automatically added: "Is this a gift to Boss Xiao Song? It must be antique calligraphy and painting."

Nie Jun smiled and said, "You are so smart."

The guard made a cup of tea for Nie Jun, took it over and said, "Sir, are you an art?"

Nie Jun nodded and said, "Well, I am a wandering painter."

The doorman's doubt disappeared: "I just said that Boss Xiao Song's classmates are definitely not ordinary people. If you are not a big boss, you must be an artist."

The two of them talked for a while, suddenly a car drove over and stopped at the gate and asked, "Who is Mr. Nie, a friend of Boss Xiao Song?"

"Hello!" Nie Jun waved.

The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the co-driver: "Mr. Nie, please."

Nie Jun didn't know how to be polite, so he got into the bus casually and was taken to the countryside by the driver.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in the village. Nie Jun enjoyed the rural scenery all the way and suddenly shouted: "Stop."

The driver immediately stepped on the brakes: "Mr. Nie, you haven't arrived yet."

"Is that a thief?" Nie Jun pointed to the right side of the village road.

The driver looked closely and saw about three hundred meters away. There was a two-story self-built building under the hillside. The main door of the building was closed, one person climbed up the stairs, and the other person was sneaking in the yard looking at the wind.

There are two pieces of New Year’s goods drying on the balcony on the second floor, all of which are bacon, sauce, sausage, duck, etc.

The thief climbed onto the balcony, used a clothes pole to pull down the New Year's goods, and then quickly threw them to his accomplices downstairs. He stole the things in a few minutes, and he couldn't even hold two bamboo baskets, and one of them was carrying a few pieces of bacon in his hand.

"Wait for me to come back!" Nie Jun pushed the door and went down.

"Beware of the danger." The driver quickly reminded that he was afraid that something would happen to Nie Jun, so he followed him and took out a big wrench from the trunk.

Nie Jun ran step by step, and halfway through the run, alarming the other party. The two thieves immediately threw down the dirty goods and fled to the nearby fruit forest. Nie Jun seized one of them and ran for fear of life to chase each other, bringing them closer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was a yellow peach forest, and the leaves were almost gone and they could not hide people at all.

After chasing half a small hill, the thief was exhausted and panting. He rolled and crawled away from the other slope. A few hundred meters ahead was a small river. The thief was probably a swimmer and wanted to jump into the river to swim to the other side.

"Ouch!"

After stepping on the air, the thief rolled down from the half slope. The steep mountain at least 60 degrees was already falling to the bottom.

Nie Jun kicked the ground and soared into the air, spread his arms like an eagle, and jumped down from the hillside. This jump was more than four meters deep. If it were a parkour enthusiast or a special police officer, he would definitely roll forward to the ground while landing. But he just bent his knees in a half-squat, withstood the falling force and jumped down again quickly.

The stupid thief got up dizzyly, and happened to see Nie Jun jumping behind him and cursed in anger: "You are numb and sick, are you? I haven't stole your things, so why are you chasing me?"

Nie Jun said: "I happened to meet you and practice your skills."

The stupid thief suddenly took out a butterfly knife and became handsome in Hong Kong movies. Unfortunately, his skills were unfamiliar, and his fingers were pinched to hurt when he was swinging the knife. He was embarrassed to shake the knife again, and held the hilt and said, "Get out of here quickly, or you will be stabbed to death!"

"You poke it." Nie Jun took two steps forward and looked at the other party with a smile.

The stupid thief was so scared that he quickly retreated, and then felt embarrassed again, and said with a stern look: "Come here again, I'll really stab you!"

Nie Jun waved: "Punch me quickly, you are the grandson."

"I'm paralyzed and sick!" The stupid thief turned around and ran away.

This was obviously beyond Nie Jun's expectations. He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased after him again.

The stupid thief finally got angry, ran a few steps and turned around again, holding the knife and stabbed Nie Jun.

Nie Jun pulled open the slip knot on his chest and untie the unknown stick-like object on his back. He took a step forward and swung a "stick" while avoiding it. He hit the side of the stupid thief's neck with a sharp sword, and could directly cut his neck.

"I'm still not skilled, and I'm not sure about the distance, and I almost got cut through the windbreaker by a knife." Nie Jun was still leisurely summarizing the mistakes.

The stupid thief was hit in the neck artery, and his brain was deficient in oxygen and dizzy. After finally gaining a foothold, Nie Jun had already walked around behind him, and his knees were kicked hard, and he stood unsteadily and half-kneeled on the ground.

"Clang!"

Nie Jun threw away the wrapped cloth strip. The thing was pulled out, and it was really a sword, but it was not a sharp move for the time being. He stood behind the stupid thief and put the sword on the other party's shoulder, and said with a bad taste: "The bold madman dares to steal things in broad daylight, and he won't go back to the yamen to be tried!"

The stupid thief fell down the mountain and was beaten up again. He felt dizzy at first, but now he was even more confused. But it was still scary to put a sword next to his neck, and he blurted out: "Good man, please spare my life!"

"That's right." Nie Jun smiled and put away his sword and returned to his sheath, slowly wrapping the sword with a cloth strip.

The stupid thief thought he had encountered a lunatic, and he was also a lunatic who had practiced kung fu. The moment Nie Jun wrapped his sword in his arms, he ran away again, but as soon as he took a step, he was kicked and gnawed.

More than ten minutes later, the stupid thief was taken to Song Weiyang's grandfather's house by Nie Jun and the driver.

Before Nie Jun could speak, the villagers watching the Guo family laughed and said, "Deng San, are you singing a big show? Why are you still surrendering?"

It turns out that these two thieves are from the village. They usually work in coastal cities and return to their hometown during the Chinese New Year. Today, many villagers come to Guo’s house to watch the fun. When the two thieves saw that there was no one in the family, they immediately had a bad idea. The two bamboo poles and wax goods were worth hundreds of dollars.

Nie Jun said: "I caught this man stealing something. The two-story building at the foot of the mountain was covered with dark red tiles on the exterior wall."

As soon as the words were finished, the victim was at the scene and immediately reacted.

Before the male owner of the family could do anything, the female owner was already angry. She grabbed the stupid thief's clothes and started cursing. She cursed for several minutes without any other words. In the end, she even scratched and started to vent her hatred.

"I dare not, I dare not again!" The stupid thief squatted down and hugged his head and begged for mercy.

The driver who was responsible for sending Nie Jun to the village was chased by the mountain leader and witnessed the entire fight. He was sent back to the factory by Song Weiyang with a red envelope and said to everyone: "Boss Xiao Song's friend is so awesome. He is a martial arts master. He is also numb and can also be light-skilled. He jumps down the cliff more than ten meters, and dealing with a knife-holding gangster is just like playing. Let me tell you, I heard that Boss Xiao Song's bodyguard is even more awesome. The secular monk from Shaolin Temple can kill the cow with one punch!"

When the driver said this, Song Weiyang was playing with the sword and said funny: "Nie Daxian, you are really ready to practice into a sword immortal."

Nie Jun lay on the sofa with his back and forked back and said, "Before I took the postgraduate entrance examination, I went to Wudang Mountain and exchanged Taoist Master Zhong Yunlong with a light body technique and a Taiyi sword. I spent several thousand yuan on this sword and asked someone to use alloy steel. It is definitely a first-class sword in ancient times."

"Light body technique? Is it light body skill?" Song Weiyang was very interested.

Nie Jun said: "It can be said to be light skills, but it is definitely not possible to fly over the eaves and walls, which is just some skills to unload and borrow force."

Song Weiyang asked: "Have you passed the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Nie Jun nodded and said, "Well, I've passed the written test."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Will you study for a graduate degree at Peking University with a sword in your back?"

"Isn't it possible?" Nie Jun asked back.

"This is a controlled tool." Song Weiyang said.

Nie Jun defended: "No one is going to open the way."

Song Weiyang said: "That's also a control tool. Be careful, don't stab someone to death by accident."

"I have a sense of responsibility." Nie Jun didn't care at all.

Song Weiyang asked: "I heard from you that you went to Mount Emei this time. Have you ever met the Swordsman of Shushan?"

Nie Jun said disappointedly: "Stop talking about it. There are real people in Wudang Mountain, and Emei Mountain is simply unavailable. I finally found a martial artist who claims to be the true teachings of Emei. He is actually a martial artist who practices hard qigong and does not have the essence of Emei in the novel. When I came to the door, the "Emei Sect leader" was performing a brick-shaking process, and he almost didn't knock on the gong to collect tickets."

Song Weiyang said: "By the way, you really have great skills now?"

"It's still far away," Nie Jun suddenly said excitedly, "Let me tell you, the Taoist Master Zhong Yunlong in Wudang is really awesome, absolutely an outlier. No, he is a master in the world. Several great leaders have met him and they have also been invited to perform in the United States. His swordsmanship is superb, and I guess he won't be as good as his other 20 years of practice. This time I have the honor to be his registered disciple."

Song Weiyang suddenly didn't know what to say. He didn't think that since he graduated, he felt powerless every time he met Nie Jun. This guy was just a strange flower, which made Song Weiyang feel like he had traveled to another world and had a sense of spiritual energy revival.
Chapter completed!